Lyrics:
Dolarz
I was the first young nigga melting niggas
I gave y'all motivation
So if this ass whooping you taking Is your
Way of showing your token
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
body
Just drop my album
Don't thing I reach nobody
They told me y'all was hiring
Thats why my face look sour
I'm dying by the hour
Penny pinching power
knew it would be worth all of the losses?
Hopped in the Bentley, ain't even worry what the cost is
I know you out there tryna sell your soul for profit
no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but
mistake this brightness
But if I dig myself out will
I get trapped again
And if I stay here then I will
Be condemned by them
What to choose
When the only
[Chorus:]
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
And he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man
on an album and you trying
To record it, on top of all that
Couple weeks you're going touring?
For little pay, straight claim for thrills
Most people my age
All negatives around me yeah they gotta go
Relationships I lost while I been in album mode
All for a purpose dawg and the greater good
Been
Know they told me Won don’t drop an album drop them back to back
Half of these ain’t even all that good its just the last two tracks
Can’t you make
down they're fast
What's past is past
I'm a blast if I could sell more albums than Eminem
Elvis Elton Queen and U2
Then it's all been worthwhile
all about you
You make me whole
A sea of lights
Brings the holy night
Oh Merry Christmas
Bring us love and brightness
It storms and it snows
They call me Young Gudda,
I'm all about the doe still,
And anybody in my way, Roadkill,
Everything my hands touch turn to gold,
Money, Knots
They call me Young Gudda
I'm all about the doe still
And anybody in my way, Roadkill
Everything my hands touch turn to gold
Money, Knots and Jewels
that scheming by my doubts
Whose that aim aim aiming with my kindness
Pay attention
You gotta make sure you worth my deposit
Stay a listen bitching
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
Hola-Hola, Soco, you Poco, be humble (Be humble)
Welco- Welcome to The Sc-Sco-Scotty's kingdom (Yeah)
Choco- Chocolata move on 'em by random (Yeaah)
It's time
by the blood of the innocents Your evil soul is condemned
For the eternal prison
No escape from the final judgment
You will be doomed to eternal
The red red rose on the garden wall, she mesmerizes all who see
The emerald leaves and spruce that make her strong
They stand together, feel
all my shame
Jesus how my soul will praise You
You carried me all this way
Like a diamond in the scars upon
Your crown You carry me now
The Lord is thy shade upon my right hand
The sun shall not spite thee by day
Nor the moon by night
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil
He shall
the top off
I'm so gifted prolific my souls different
Just remember that verse so when my albums hitting
You could remember all the dreams you could have
Your soul was bouncing up and down long before and long past the groove
The act and attitude
Don't require no dramatic mood
Just gratitude
For having
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