Lyrics:
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
Aw yeah, word up, word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all.
We going to swing it like this
I'm right in front of my front steps
soul and health
If it will make me more like you let me feel what you felt, when you took them nails
All I really need is Jesus and I'm fine
All I
Yeah...
Give it to me now...
Uhh! Yeah...
Bring it on..nuh
(Yeah) Uhh!
Neh...yuh!
Give it to me uhh! (Give it to me)
Make way for
Yeah
Give it to me now
Uhh! Yeah
Bring it on, nuh
(Yeah) Uhh!
Neh, yuh!
Give it to me uhh! (Give it to me)
Make way for the war path
Tears runnin all down her face, judge gave her ten days to be gone
My god what I'm gon' do now, so stressed that the day go by
Devil on me and I don't
Seasons they change, but You always stay the same
God You’re faithful to save all those who believe upon Your Name
We strivin' each day in Jesus
give what we don't deserve it
You take the broken things
And raise them to glory
You are my Champion
Giants fall when You stand
Undefeated
Every battle
my Savior
I will exalt His holy name
And tell the world about the name Jesus
I will lift my hands in the air
And give God all the glory and the praises
get my bread I get my bread
I never needed help so give me that clout
I get my bread I get my bread
I spend it on myself all on myself
I get my bread I
Armstrong at the finish line
Give it time, when we catch them cops on cam
I don't need six seconds, you remember Vine
It's nasty cash rules everything around
I'm really not all that sure
bout when things is finna mature
So let me find me a nigga with a grip
and hit his ass quick with one of them whoops
and show them how we do it
Get to it, ruin this the way it should be done
Then we jet 'em and we bet 'em a grand
Now give me the boot, the fam, Philomina my
All things reconciled back to the Father
I be the way the truth and the life
no one cometh unto the Father except by me
raised from the dead
Then all the disciples deserted him and fled.
And love is not killed by the sword,
but by a kiss the coward gives.
Forgive me Lord. And so it is,
All
, it's all gone sour
Listen Jesus to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
So come on, come on, listen to me
Ah ah
Come on,
you not with me trying to eat
Than let's go our separate ways
How the fuck y'all niggas chill
When y'all behind on bills?
I made enough to take
straight up full of shit...)
But your psychiatrist put me there...
(Weather reporters...)
But fuck'em...Fuck them all...
(We be out there
myself by my own hand only
Try to be this and you ain’t never
Probably do the video games and slaying
Them thangs and probably got
All mechanics in every
Double E M E D cause G O D gave his son for me
Now Im free Giving Praises unto to thee like like
I give him all the Glory thats the truth no lie
Total
all in they mentions but it's still fuck them all
Niggas flossing for the cam but I know Newton Law
What goes around comes around, watch it revolve
Make
wanna blow it
Girl you Summer time fine and you know it
You aint cocky girl you confident
I love the way you boost my confidence
Give me your bill u know
Aw yeah word up word to mother. Here comes G. Rap with another one y'all.
We going to swing it like this...
I'm right in front of my front
And you've gotta pay the bills every month on time
Want all the hours? You can have them all, fine
This is my life, so make it all mine
It's a road to success,
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