Lyrics:
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
favorite collaborators, Gerry Genius Charles, from Full Force who has worked on several of my Christmas albums. I auditioned for his group and they were
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
and smoking, I was fucking up my health, oh yeah
I was going through so much pain, didn't ask for help, I was going insane
I done isolated myself in my house
my songs
Amazed at how far these words I wrote in my bedroom have gone
For real, I even got 'em in Australia singing along like
Shoutout to Lena, girl,
"Well, since we're recording tonight,
And we're ah, we're indebted to you to
Let us be on your album. We have to thank
You for that, this is
of course
Who rides a horse in Nashville? I might
I got bicycles for the kids, tricycles for the babies
M-80s, bottle rockets, bottles in my pocket
on blast
Life is repeating, while I’m stuck with this speech disorder
Working that daily job trying to my shit in order
Still single but still looking for
was fans when I met 'em
Just waitin' in the wind for niggas
To come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have
Some fun wit' 'em
Spank 'em all around so
a genius
And they just didn't believe it
Sometimes i didn't even see it
But baby look at Lena now
She is an over achiever
And Goddamn Goddmann
You know i got
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
rough brother,
Word to my grandmother.
I buck you in the head just to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, bring
to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you baby
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle
my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you...baby
Sss..mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey
to drive my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you baby
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey suckle
Buying baby furniture, ogling tiny baby clothing and little things for the nursery. I felt so much joy and connectedness more than I'd felt since my early
a lot, and still earnin' a lot of money crazy
Doin' my thing and securin' a win for all my babies
Aight, well it's clear in this new year you've been
how to act in a drought
See baby girl I realized, my definition of a real nigga was skewed
My views misshaped by new mixtapes
That confirmed the shit
mixtapes with features
Better than your album
Bounce Master with the Street Sweeper
For you heat seekers and them double
D cup ladies and IG divas
My mixtape
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
have a very special guest with me
The song you were just listening to
Were from his latest album, For Those Who Waited
A good friend of mine, a talented
worthwhile?
I hope I'm ready for all my responsibilities
Eventually there's more to life than makin' killin' beats
Mom had bigger things in mind when she
the funk baby, bring it in, bring it)
I wasn't tryin' to hear it cause I'm bad
When I'm alone in my room, I pick up a pen and start to get mad
I Need
wanna hear the truth, pay attention
And if I never got a mention
Still do it for the love and the mission
My interpretation non fiction
It's all fact,
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