Lyrics:
such a supportive community
In the music world
And it just goes to show how much talent is out there
Hey Cass, are you watching Jimmy Fallon
God damn,
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
the rain
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me by my name
Well, I've heard my name
A few times in your phone book
the main thing they were sellin'
Was Jesus and good singin'
In that old school house where the Blackwoods sang for me.
And they would sing (and they would
game with niggas I leave shot dead
You're only taken a piss from me with hot led
You know my style faggot, 'cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas
next to me
Imma do my very best to give everything back to you
And I bet that Phil feels the same way that I do
We coulda been in the streets doing what
took place 8 months
After I got saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was
saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was the Storytellers
Brothers Incorporated
the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow
If it's time to die yo are we ready
What gets me is the fast lane will drive you to hell faster then Andretti
I'll point you to Jesus if you let me
stop)
All they hate I held my tongue I bit it
They bout it,
but the lord with me I'm with it...
I overcame the flesh just By the Spirit
He lives in me
oppo
It's not redmi
I know you put me
In a danger zone
So you red me
Y'all know I'm a book of thoughts
So you read me
Or should I say the past tense
'mo gain
How the fuck you gettin dough when you look broke man?
It's the mink coat man, cost me nothin
See me jumpin in the pool with it just for
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
mean it's like this wit; it's simply put
My plagiarism wisdom used in decision making process
Helps me make the kind of choices
I can live with swallow
maybe we should team up
Anti Golf boys 'cause I don't fuck with me either
I'mma liar, I'mma faggot
Son you need Jesus
But I heard he left sunset,
rappers make you comfortable
Culture shock
Y'all gon have to deal with me
Wait until my album drop
They thought we was one and done
If you offended by my
Yeah
Pure joy
Pure joy
Ayy
Ayy this that persecution
But he the resolution
If you knew Jesus in your day would you be John or Judas
This that
even shouting
If I die first can you write my about me
Jimmy Buckets of this shit I am not fouling
Out in public checking my surroundings
Lookin for
gonna be me and you
She the life of the party, but motivated by her crew
Designer mama, she drama, she only rocking Jimmy Choo
And when she hurting about
(I remember that)
Had to think like these battles still gon' have me on the stoop
So I said while you battle I'll be passin' by in coupes (eert)
Now
the rain.
But you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'.
You never even called me by my name.
Well I've heard my name a few times in your phone book.
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
Ah, breaker one-nine, this here's the Rubber Duck
You gotta copy on me, Pig Pen, c'mon?
Ah, yeah, 10-4, Pig Pen, fer sure, fer sure
By golly,
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