Lyrics:
know I beat 'em to the count
To the points love
I swear I never even lost in a coin toss
So bow down mothafuckas
If you talking deep shit
I’ll out drown
want to go faith to faith, I wanna see your face when I look in the mirror everyday. (Everyday)
I want to be just like you. Live life everyday like you
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
had nothin dawg and everything was sweet
Do you still see the kid inside of me yea?
I hope you get everything u wanted dawg
I'll pray for your sons
and everything
The worst shit I saw in my life
I want to testify I swear before God it was Kirk Jones, no lie
Did you see that man in court today?
Do you
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
money go get paid young man get paid
And fuck everything in the way
I take a g out the rubber band straight out my jeans and my other hand steamin
of things, I think there's more to see
See you in everything, beauty in everything
She only cop pants that she likin' her booty in
Mom hears that bar she gon'
Aw man, know I had to hit 'em with a part three real quick
Let me talk to 'em
I started writing this shit during deep contemplation
Inspired by my
comments on the Insta like Kaelen got steeze
So I see my man and we talk a little bit
He doesn't know I switched sides, sorry I be two-bit
I walk away with
real
Everything you see now was done with no deal
What does that mean? It's fuck how you feel
'Cause it's impossible to get this
Far with no skill
jaded by the Grammy's on the mantelpiece
Just switch your camera lenses, you would see the agony
Apparently it's damaging the man you see before you
a millionaires fantasy
With phantoms and Ferrari's in the driveway
But you see I came and exchanged of a sane man's sanity,
Your vision jaded by the Grammy's
[Chorus]
We plot and we plan, but everything's controlled by higher powers
No matter how much you hate it, its evident and its blatant
We plot and we
wandering
And let your light inside of me
Shining bright for all to see for all to see
So we walk by faith
And not by sight
Blessed is the man
Who trusts
Everything new, I'm still wit the same crew kickin shit man you kno how I do
Everything new, see me thumbin thru the blues in a coupe probably ridin
I knew nothing about
Even though right out my window I could see their house
Oh man, you on the couch and think the NEWS laid it out?
You don't know
I
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
news about who got popped
By another black man or knocking a white cop
If I ain't there when they start the fight stop like ah
Slow your roller or be
{*harmonizing*}
.. AIYYO!
We made the getaway quick, I'm thinkin glory hallelujah
The brother too slick a-but the story wasn't through
You had to understand what
the count bag right! Yeah!
[Chorus]
It's a bird, it's a plane!
No, it's purple 'caine!
Tryna blow sellin' blow I'm who you fuck with man!
I got
no no don't address them
Can't you see how they dress them
They probably surrounded by models and a
Bunch of them yes men
I'm surrounded by no-men oh
More than any man could ever say
I need you
Baby let me count the ways
And I'll be here
I believe in everything you do
So how did I get by without
that
Twenty-four acres and a mule
Best believe that they say he got smoke
Like where the weed at?
And everything you hope, bitch nigga, we that
Pockets
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