Lyrics:
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
sound fucked up but they not all doin' great
Oh my God please, can I have a conversation with a
Member of my family without it endin' asking me for five
homies from back in the day livin' at, are doin' now
Running with my sister Jinny, schooling me like Mr. Feeny
This is the first time I heard a gunshot
blessed to have met and developed a relationship with my two sisters, brother, and a couple of cousins when I was in my 40s. The relationship continues
rock with it
You say I'm not with it
Take a man, he pop with it
Let's see you album, pop, get 'em
No introduction
Fuckin' his sister with seduction
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses
Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is
Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some
n'en déplaise à la Fontaine
Pour toi petit dauphin j'écris les fables de Lacombetaine
Talking badly to me, fuck you yeah
Call my girl by her sister name,
where niggaz pitchin' that butter
When niggaz up in your mother, they get knocked by undercovers, man
For all my sisters who on they own with they
specifically
Three brothers and one sister see
My daddy taught me consistency with his fucking patterns
Hallelujah I'm the son of a addict
My addiction was
car
Blowing horns like Miles Davis
At the pearly gate, God let me in
Give me a room by Aaliyah with ESPN
I know I got more sins than two lesbians
Been
Evans
Bob Evans, yeah, I got that association, Bob Evans"
I was with my friend's sister Debbie
When I was 18 in Ohio at a local thrash metal show
We
away
God my umbrella, take the rain away On my knees today, I pray
God forgive me for my sins Help me with my ends
Find some new friends No more loose
Beats being me
Rich by 24 now bests being me
Nigga I was just broke now
"When my Album drop bitches gone by it for the picture
And niggas gone buy it
stomp along, catch a lil' Holy
Ghost, and if you ain't feelin' good God willin, By
The end of this record He gon' change all that, Ayo
Lorenz you
beef
With any nee grow living yea
Don't be confused by that autotune
I only like it because it sounds cool
But can put hard bars together like I used
Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches of straight stupid, straight
the beginning
Made me an uncle
Took my sister
God what message is you sendin
Lord forreal
Lord Forreal
Lord Forreal
Switchin up seasons of friends
many pictures of us two
Flashing and dancing now this voodoo
Just brought my sister's ghost to my room
Days go by now the toys here too
Telling me wicked
Rebellious I am unlawful young goddess with the God flow
This here the hood gospel
It's time we ascend to the throne
Scarlet draping on my body
Got the haters
Played by God's rules, your soul did not lose
Fools, thinking we had time, hitting the snooze
You needed us the most, we out paying our dues
Played it
nothing happened. But then the room
filled with a thick white smoke. I was glad my sister had taken the
batteries out of the smoke detector to put into her
now
Try to turn a table on me, every bridge is burnin' down
I wasn't pressed by none of you pussies, but it's concernin' now
Even with all the money I'm
a smoke beef with any negro living yea
Don’t be confused by that autotune
I only like it because it sounds cool
But can put hard bars together
Like I
play
Now them hammers finna spray
Had him lackin' in the lobby
But his moms got in the way
(Get the fuck out the way)
Drummin' with some iron sticks,
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