Lyrics:
'Cause You never let me down
I'm gonna trust You
(What I see can't shake me)
'Cause You never let me
(Whoa)
(Down) yeah, You never let me (down)
You ain't for my God, you don't know my God
Tell me who can dare defy him, he has all his angels there beside him
Tell me who can think they're so
the one and told that nigga not to fuck wit me,
Rap niggas always tryna snap like they not under me,
I can see a fake a mile away that's why I call him
This a wheel type beat, uh, bitch Smokin' different flavors, smell of fragrance
You can never taste it, 80 for the AFI Think you smokin'
Smokin'
There's no man in town as admired as you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
No one's
thats when he gave a word and this I heard
You don't know what love is until I go (Go, Go, Go)
Turned him away cause I can't see him around but realized
something to see, I can't help myself, it's a new religion
Okay my reasoning might be clouded by the sun
But someone sees the departmental lie
You know
something to see, I can't help myself, it's a new religion
Okay my reasoning might be clouded by the sun
But someone sees the departmental lie
You know
with you girl always by my side you was there and I always tried,
to give you everything you needed,
anything you wanted anything at all.
But then came
Diary,
I wanna talk to him again
But whenever he is with his friends
He keeps trying to pretend
But I already see
The way he feels for me
What can I do?
the light of the moon
He's a frenchman for the night
By the light of the moon
It'll be all right
Well it takes him back
To the days of love and war
of Memphis trill
Chopper mags inside the whip
Don't know how you can't get that shit
Keep the ratchet never slip
Niggas faker than a bitch
Shoot his momma
of sippin', niggas ain't no different
It's easy pimpin' if you see us in it
Four Jeeps get (???????)
It's gold and white labels, no brads at this table
These niggas actin' like they with it, niggas bitches in disguise
I know that nigga miss his mama, I'ma send him to the sky
Oh, don't ever wanna see you
stuffed in the clip
I take your bitch, can't get her back, you know she fuckin' with the Yankee
Put that dick all in the bag
Blood, never see catch
by myself and gave that bitch a bag
Double back with cutters and cut off a dread
You give him a fade that’s another hand
You can’t even play it
And when I try to love another
I can't help but see your face
So I go out everynight and
Have a couple twenty drinks
It's easier to feel you know when you
give him trust
Mama telling you pay your tithes, and you yell at her back, "for what"
So the pastor can ride faster, to get some rims on his truck
I
give him trust
Mama telling you pay your tithes, and you yell at her back, "for what"
So the pastor can ride faster, to get some rims on his truck
I
I'm gonna go so high
That you can't even see me in the sky
You can try to see with your two eyes
But I don't think you could. So don't even try
It's
that you still lyin[00:12.61]All about that money, that shit cap your pockets still cryin[00:15.66]Heard he said that Jus God gave him dap, crazy he
of Mom and Papi
(Raising them all by yourself)
Always home and can't go out now
Can't remember the last time that you were happy
Whatever you do
can't you see
Boy, you're hooked
Yeah -- you're hooked, might as well give her to me man
Let me do the wild thing, you're hooked
Shoot, I'm poppin' it
wanna dress like him
Want talk like him
Want act like him
Want shoot like him
Get caught up by them feds
And now you don't want do that time like him
This
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