Lyrics:
session know I call my momma daily
Keep Diana Ross know I got Dianne the boss
Anytime we out in public that's the time I love to floss
Channeling my vision
Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust
I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that
it's real until you see how much the hall 'll cost
And I can't pay for King Sunny Ade or Queen Diana Ross
Destination wedding, pull up in Texas like
Florence Ballard, Mary Wilson and Diana Ross
Duke Ellington and Joe Loss
Bryan Adams and Christopher Cross
Helter skelter some found no shelter
From Charles
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into
You wanna send me to God, I wear 45 in that French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga
Everything you will hear in this album
Everything,
Are my thoughts and feelings on what’s happened to me this past year
Jeremiah
I’ve been having
body
My body drives my soul
I wish I was just a body
Than a body held captive by its own soul
I see you playing with a kangaroo in the sunset
In your
to the floor
Back got lumped up e to tha gor
Worked was finished he was nailed to the board
Nailed to the cross rose to the stars Diana Ross
Saved by his grace
even if you don't do it for me
Do it for my brothers (Oh oh oh)
8 in the morning and I'm yarning the pillowcase is warm
I should have been up but my
every morning I wake up and somehow
I am still alive
And Diana Ross is singing "Someday
we’ll be together”
But I kind of dealt with the fact that
Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same
you you're improving
But he's just being nice 'cause he knows you're losing it, uh
On Free Mindstate, you were good, not great
By this album, hell no,
sippin' Fanta
We could get it raw to Savannah (raw)
Pull up in the Porsche with Diana
Of course I pay to be the boss, hand it
Niggas think they Ross
aiming at your throat
Yea my fam know that we like locked in like we living in a moat
Damn
Feel like Diana Ross
Put my people first we gone all be on
Hell
ASEDA Remix
Verse 1
Se mesore anopa hema, Me sre Yehowah mpaebo
(When I wake up in the morning, I pray to Jehovah)
Memba yi ene medwuma, Egya Onyame
took just to grind like that, to shine like that yeah
Counting up every long night I had
When you wake up in the morning feel bad
I move past it
Young
sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringing
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England
Yeah, you jingling
tolerance
Cuz she did too much of that ouhh
Too many lines in the bathroom
You don't know shit about that
Why you put it in yo raps?
I don't get that
No, I
all of the trap
Every morning, text all of the cats
From you lot running it back
28 bullets I count in the strap yeah
It sounds like that it flies, you
into buying us alcohol
Lighting up trees like we were waiting on Santa Claus
At sunrise - chewin' on fungi lookin' all bug-eyed - like Diana Ross
I went
the glow Diana Ross
You not happy with me, then please take up with God
Cause every blessing is a virtue, doubting's gonna curse you
Put energy in this
in it
Look, your man's getting booked and fingerprinted
Polo drives a Benz from state to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I
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