Lyrics:
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
the fuck you do me wrong?
Left me for a nigga that wasn't worth it like me
I put in work to be with you, he ain't deserve it like me
I was low-key in
can't fit 'em all inside my OJ
So I just take half and bust 'em out
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one
smothered by the other kind
No so divine so I heard it through the grapevine
Sent the feds out to get mine
Time yo-yo to go Bronco in 90-91
Laughin' while
on another's
All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel but
no booth, but I didn’t stop, I had to find a way
I also credit my brother for my first mixtape
The pic I used for the cover – he was behind the cam’
We had no booth, but I didn’t stop, I had to find a way
I also credit my brother for my first mixtape
The pic I used for the cover, he was behind
switch
But when you been winnin'
Grindin'
Always shinin'
They got an excuse
Man this nigga a bitch
All he had was a dream
Tryna go to the league
Playin'
Young Abe Lincoln wasn't young no more,
Tired old man when he won the war,
And he dreamed at night of his death by
And he saw his body in a ghastly
that got, yo
Dumbass checked I had to believe it, must've been off that
Drank All in all, I guess you're the one that I thank
I cannot believe it, I let
Every morning the board panel assembly judges man by his bars
Courage of heart and what he offers the cause
If he's accepted he'll be sworn in tomorrow
different
Scaring
Money on my mind
When mi wake up in the morning
I can't take L's
Man
Gotta get it all in
Pull up on a op quickly
No stalling
Mi bad
But God told me to go and baptize and that's where He'd step on stage at
John put it down and said, "I knew it was him
When I saw the Spirit descend
never saw my kids
That’s some pain that make a man wanna call my kids
Tell em I am gonna love you til the day I fly
Til the day I see my Jesus, He is
behind it, my brother Stan, rest in peace (what?)
He gave me this hat twenty-two years ago (damn)
It's my favorite
Can I see that shit for a minute?
for my brother to call
Listen for the sun, but it sounded like fall
Royce is gone, he took himself from us all
Trying to stand tall with my back
Gladiator
John John in the motherfuckin' booth
With my brother the
Fucking gladiator every time we in this
Bitch, day one shit
A1 shit big homie tell
right
Mealtime I have got to be blind
He bothers me all of the time
You see he doesn't reside
Its a snobby man who got a big mansion
He ain't gotta pay
to stoop down to competition
If you don't like that and think it's unfair a wise man never compete where he do not compare beware
And that's really how it
And lemme walk it
Put me inside the booth
And lemme talk sh*t
Had a dream I saw my own coffin
Damn near lost it
Family ain’t all it’s cracking up to be
you do it, Johnny
Throw it all away?
Why did you do it, boy
Not just destroy
The pride and joy
Of Illinois
But all the U.S.A.?
Your brother
a homebody
I'm a homebody
I'm a homebody
And it's all my choice
I'm a homebody
I'm a homebody
I'm a homebody
And it's all my choice
I've been up in the house
to the front yard
He lit the shit and then he lit a cigar that he found in the bedroom that seemed so far
He saw the sunrise reflect off the old man's car
It was
Sinatra ripping the beat apart
Shining like a diamond when I be rhyming
But y'all in the dark
On point like a poisonous dart
I can feel it now, the fame is
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