Lyrics:
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
the chamber, y'all my road kill
Could pay a lot of bills for a dude y'all say got no skill
So what the fuck y'all expect me to do?
I guess I'll hand y'all
dollar Bill Withers on these fucking stickers, (um)
Pulling down my zipper and she quick to say she doesn't suck
Bitch, cut the crap like dyke booty when
Eh
Lemme start this by saying
Rest In Peace to Bill Withers
I see the crystal raindrops fall
And the beauty of it all
Is when the sun come shining
of TV I was ready to scream.
So I called up this beer drinkin' buddy of mine
And said, "Bill, I ain't havin' a real good time."
He said, "Why don't
got these bills that keep growing all the curves life throwing still working after closing
Raise my kids all by my lonely even tho they think I'm phony
in heavy debt, and that's a shoutout Andy H
30k for a semester shit I shoulda gone to Pace
Homie when I see a freshman, I can tell just by the face
ever want to be
Cause I know that the world is afraid of me
I am my own worst enemy
I'm not the smartest motherfucker and shit, I don't pretend to be
I am trouble in the flesh, you can't see me with the Hubble
We ain't wishin these niggaz good luck, go get a clover
This Bun B, it's "B.E. 3," this
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
Lift me up by the throat
One day I'll wither away
I won't stop till the end
Throw me down into the ground
Six feet deep is what you'll need
I won't stop
Isaiah 40:8
That Ephesians 5:11 put a purpose in my walk
By confession I am saved Romans 10:9 in my talk
My perfection lies in Christ... Matthew 5:48
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
concern
Let’s play a melody that brought me here
Heartbroken twice, soul torn apart
Or was it planned right from the start
Now I can see how it withers
who rose on the flows of the pedecessors thats how it goes
The Roots as well as J. Cole
I am a mix of it all still original like
Bill Withers my name
Society pulls the wool over our eyes
I am not confined to the floors and walls
I am not normal, I do not ball
But I got a female who replies to my emails so
9-5
Only difference from the office is I'm working in the night
Hoppin on the track, and I feel like I am free to go
Working by myself, so now I gotta
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Some peace of mind
Content enough
To finally thrive
Will you set me free
Or am I bound by fate to misery
Am I bound by fate to misery
The truth tastes
I would never be so whole as I am, my love
Without you
Yeah without you
Never been so broke
Than without you, my love
Could never forgive myself
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