Lyrics:
with this rib (he did)
Grace provided by the son the debt covered for our sins
Many are chosen but few are called
I pray you find freedom in Jesus
that looks like me
If I let go of my lover
I’m choosing your peace over mine If I let go of my lover
I’m being othered by the othered And that
at the market
I don't know if you got enough heat
For that beef that you started
With a nigga that's stupid
Whose piece is retarded
I'm keepin parts of your name
Quik:]
C'mon, we can go to my house we don't need the hotel
Now lay down by my fireplace and drink Sip & Dale
While I ma**age your feet, and yo ma**age
gets tired
Today's the day we drop down
Give up my body in bed
All for an empty hotel
Wasting words on lowercases and capitals
I lie for only you
on a registry
Age twenty-six and by choosing
That path of pussy you never
Could keep your kid you knew it
So don't you call and say you're
Proud of me like you
911, what's your emergency?
You took her around the corner by the condo
I know which hotel
Even took her round the corner by her favorite bar
on
Tour with a bunch of fans
Thousands in my hand
Asked a homie for some rubber bands
Seem like yesterday I was lost
With no fucking plan drop another album
coincidence
But what's even more crazy is that that
Album is available on all streaming platforms
And on YouTube for free
Accompanied by a full visual album
it, homicide on anybody siding with it
I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get excited by the shit that you liking
'Cause you
about this new program
You know, you get over it in like twenty one
Like twenty one years?
Na like twenty one days
That's'
Let me write for you, it's
As I sit here high upon my throne guarded by these seraphs of
mine sifting through the battles that take place
While choosing few throughout all
For every finger pointed at you, 3 pointed back at me too
Ima Rep Christ
Up until the day I die
Rep Christ
Even if it cost my life
Rep Christ
Ima keep
What is it you want
What do you hope to achieve
By sowing seeds that could destroy a future
You better avoid it
Or use protection
What is it you want
just want to deceive then pretend you're for the people, right
But just know I see through your evil lies
You've got a lethal mind
Everything you do is
Yuh, yuh, okay, Look, I'ma just hop in that big body tonka
I'ma just fuck on your bitch for an whole album, Keep talkin' this shit, you not with
get cold like 2 degree
Nah Fuck this shit I ain't showing up
Just Write me up for truancy No you and me
Big ass platinum of my album
Hanging in my
I spit bars you’ll turn pale
New school emcees be featherweights on scales
Ya’ll frail and so is yo rhyme schemes
It’s cheap yo technics weak by all
you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay,
Room service deliver
What I sent for
Lost in the cell
With my ship going down
Put that message in a bottle
Hope it reach you
Long days
Hard times they
mother fucking gotta chop it up. And falling to the ground with a drop I gotta mop it up and…
When I post this album, not ready for an outcome. With these
wonder if we're sure about the side we're choosing.
That's why I'm asking you
[CHORUS]
Who makes the rules for me and you,
When it's wrong
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
taking credit for what God made
Fuck this album shit hey mama look what God made
She's mine
Catch me
Don't you, (she's mine) catch me
Don't you
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