Lyrics:
(Grace alone)
Soli Deo glory
My God is on the throne (On the throne)
Lightside when we ride (Lightside when we ride)
It's all by grace alone (Grace alone)
benefit's?
Rich girls with Bimmers and
Country club memberships
Yeah, where playing golf is a hobby
Where the grass is green and
The culture is snobby
When she
Graveyard shift
She don't work
A nine to five
Looking like
A model
Dirty Dancing
In the night
Hit the club
Diamonds hitting
Watch it come alive
All
I cannot show love shawty
And I can't do parties
She in the club she keep poppin' molly
Want me to touch on her body
But i can't stay for the night
You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
Cuz I ain't got time, its hard staying alive
All you
i'll take 'em!
Nigga you feed the wolves and
The wolves feed off you!
Eat you ass alive! i live by conrad's creed
Strategy! Your move nigga!
no
Nah
No, no, no, nuh, fah, nah, no, my, my, my, my
We plant the thorns in the vine
We know we are all the vine
Now, all we need is sunshine
All we
Twin ready to cook, I'm ready to fry
And them ooters is right by my side
Not lacking in the Ubers, you get left inside
He say he a shooter, but he
Watch me finesse the plug
Bitches showing me love
Calling shots in the club
Valet pullin up
Yeah yeah yeah I be gettin love
Bitches all on my
they ass so much, we dig 'em up and tell 'em, "Die again"
I can hit the club all by myself long as the strap is in
Niggas told me, all the rappers
still surprised by the latest deception and all the lies
They sit at home thinking 2 + 2 is five, do what you're told and just be glad that you're alive
surprised by your ways uhn
Like how I touch your thighs and grip your waist
Wanna say you make me feel alive baby
And I swear I can never lie to you bae
I'll
ain't a gangster, I promise he's making that sorry shit up
Come by my block and when shit is all settled I promise the cops will be scraping you up
It's about the art
It's about the alright.. alright listen
First rule of Art Club, there is no Art Club
Second rule of Art Club, there is no Art
If u're alone but U know what it feels like
To feel the party, feel the love, feel alive
Just come along, it is a hell of a ride
U're never alone if
It cost to be alive
I won't say I'm king of the jungle, but I survived
Watch the cookies crumble in front of me, at least I tried
You know what
in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up, little Suzie, let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on, don't
and shiny lights
It was a lot of loving
Now it's gone
So do
You still feel alive
Hard as I might try
Without you by my side
You, my ride or die
It's all
this wouldn't happen cause I met you at the club though
Feelings moving fast, but my body is on slow-mo
Watch me wind down, like a puppet in a show show
lots of money, no debt, all cash
Seven female wives, seven seven seven female wives (Yes sir)
I walk in the club and all eyes on me
You can tell by my
Yeah, uh (sun in the sky, you know how I feel)
me and the RZA connect (breeze driftin' on by)
Yeah, me and the RZA connect (breeze driftin' on by
Float like a butterfly sting like a bee
We classed heavy like Mohamed Ali
Sipping malt feeling Tiree
The booth is alive with the sound of the Twig
Yo, yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
I'm high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
G-Unit
Yo, yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together
I'm high as ever, more holes and more cheddar
G-Unit
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