Lyrics:
gave you
Even Meek Mill's gettin' jerked by his record label
T.I. tryin' to become a comedian
Whoever told him he was funny was fuckin' misleadin' him
a music deal worth $30 million in 2018 by Nedjon media, from a project to boost his musical career with Blue Pie Records, White label records. The deal is
a music deal worth $30 million in 2018 by Nedjon media, from a project to boost his musical career with Blue Pie Records, White label records. The deal is
done changed up the calendar?
Know it's never been the saints
Who you call when it's malady?
Seeking for the Father face
Gotta ask in His name
We
To walk away from that sinnin'
Align your walk with His mission
He'll tell you your purpose n' vision
(Jesus take the wheel!)
But you don't even turn
snitch or pussy that's on PC (no)
He be told before he hot, soon he get to a new yard
He send his own zip-up top, your paperwork clean, you work in
And a safe to stash these Frito Lays
Times was hard, I watched my mama robbin' Paul just to get Peter paid
And now my paper folded like when teachers don't
I despise your killing, and raping
You're despicable
Are you, my judge?
It's just you should be punished
I'm going to chop off your arm, so
at will
Will I kill you
Fly will peel you off the map that's all so real
Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit
Mmm, call it mystic
the illest brother claims respect
[Chorus:] repeat
Yo money don`t front you know you blew your chance
And now it`s my turn so Imma` take command
'cause
I'm full of zeal Kill the pride so I don't fall
If I do, then remember Paul Walk by faith and stand tall
In season and out too If you lukewarm, then he
passionate point across
Like a hood cat clappin' his hands when he talkin'
Now that I got your attention, I feel I should really mention
Don't come around
the judge, and make a plead
I saw the judge, he was a brother
He said, "How do you plead?" I said, "Not guilty, motherfucker!"
Then I got kicked out
Neighborhoods bad on the other side of that red line. RISE.
Ahmad Aubrey murdered by the cops is a clear sign. RISE.
Stephon Clark murdered by cops is a clear
on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart, bitch
I brought them bags to the hood and made 'em slang our shit
In Atlanta y'all don't know how good my face card is
Turned
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
But even Superman has his off days
I can't promise that I'm perfect
I told the devil do your worst
But I stand with you always
I don't what's for
in her face in 3D
I know that's your home girl, but fuck it, on GP
And I don't like her brother, either, he probably put her up to it
Give me
his brother had to get it
Really want peace, niggas keep fuckin' with me
So I'm fuckin' them up in the streets
Niggas police, they can rap on a beat
a basketball, his head was by a rim
You probably won't hear of a sadder song than trucks Sirenin'
Switches was the old term, we sayin' turkey asses
Matter
to prove his point, saying
"Demetrius is Mary-Ann now
Church, his auntie is a man now," it hurt
You the most 'cause your belief was close to his words
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
tell my players hold your head and keep your glock by your side
Don't be scared to up and bust when they testin' your pride
Juwan Turner got killed man
went by his house today
He met me at the door
With his sisters, brothers, and big bad John, and the dog named bo
Get Out of here wit you, and don't you
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