Lyrics:
Apply it to your life
If your work isn't what you love
Then something isn't right
Just look at Bob and Judy
They're happy as can be
Inventing
little scene; apply it to your life.
If your work isn't what you love, then something isn't right.
Just look at Bob and Judy; they're happy as can be,
Told momma shed no tears
I feel like Bob Marley
I say woman dont you cry
Pain hit deep
I know that you feeling worried
I just trying to make you
okie-doke, teah I'm raw you know my flow
Cause B.O.B. be actin hard like a Viagra overdose
Talkin that noise on all them songs
A buncha lil' boys but you all
the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I
only
Makes me love Jesus more,
And this is what He came here for.
I can't imagine ever leaving now.
Now that I've been saved by love,
Saved by
know, thought I'd keep you abreast
There really is a plan though it looks like mess
There really is more though it looks like less
They told me that I
bottles comin' out, warriors come out and play, aye
Just know I'm grade A, get a slice of bread
Okay, some hoods love me, some would like me dead
Okay,
your friends know
I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When
one's for You, got to clap my hands, clap my hands
Excuse me while I praise Him
I might look crazy to you
But this is the way that I express myself
He's
All I can jump are the fires you've lit
Yet you have the cheek to call me the arsonist
Would be the most amazing opening line of a poem
But
Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that
club is gone turn too cloudy
I love the fact that they doubt me
And they don't know nothing
About me
Can't put a price on my head
I'm Wick you can't pay
might not but do you really wanna risk it?
I dont
Give a fuck about my fears
Like my loves and dreams theyre only ideas
Arbitrary feelings processed by
the jigga
Fronto no swishers
Bob Ross paint the picture
Henny shot straight to my liver (Bow)
I’m jus tryna get a richer
So it’s Fucc all of you niggas
I call
you know
How do you like those guys?
Everybody puts in extra notes
I'll overlook it
But the tune for you and me
Is that swingin' symphony
here
I can make it anywhere, yeah they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicano's
Right there up on Broadway, pull me back
deep but keep on concentrating
Cause Jazzy lay di beat and I am clearly stating
Beautiful
Here we go again
My love, you know
I will never let you
you don't
And if you not then you go for broke
But this a jungle let me go for those
I see ya
I see ya (I see ya)
I see ya (I see ya)
I see ya (I
they can't treat me like no slave
Smoking on Obama while I'm tryna make a change
All dis pain up in my whip but I can't even maintain
You cant fit up in
showing me love
Long as that plate on the table I fill it with grub
You know Ima eat eat till I can't get enough
I fill em with slugs if he thinking he
I still love you Bob
Then she says honey I know you've tried so hard and
you're givin' all you can give
But in my heart I know there's gotta be
goes by and I begin to grow
Not in height but juice and cash flow
I pick up my feet and begin to watch TV
'Cause now I got other people working for me
are crumbling
You hear me, I'm fine
I'm in live
Yeah I'm a love
D-d-d-d-d drunk
Hear the beat, boom boom
It shot me down
You see boy, I've been
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