Lyrics:
prisoners
Of this life are we.
Through the same troubled waters
We carry our time,
You and the convicts and me.
There's a good thing to know
broke as hell, growin' up, now fifty what I make week (yeah, yeah)
Rich in spirit that the way to be (rich homie baby)
These niggas cotton and I'm
Tales from her hoes lyin by the load
Bitches aint riding they diggin for the gold
Yeen gettin shit even if i do owe u
Spinned his block keep quiet i
takes pride in all we do for him
Though we don't deserve his love
He will carry you when you can't stand on your own
We are all God's children
All Gods
EVERYTIME YOU FEEL NOT THERE
WHEN YOU ARE A PRISON FOR YOURSELF
CARRY ON YOUR WEIGHT
TODAY I’VE GIVEN UP MY SIGHT
TIME TO FEEL THE LIGHT ON YOUR
to the voice in his head
That separate the truths from the lies
A wounded creature that just won't fall down
You can tell by the look in his eyes
Tonight's
myself
Out of the abyss and into hell
And every day I see
The pretty lights
They remind me of the darkness
That I carry inside
I'll do it every time
I
And I think that she's forgotten
That her bills were due
Weeks ago
Clouds from hell
Carry her away
Fearless like
Angel knights
She rides into
the Cadillac
By bitch I mean fro, hell to heart and had a mack attack
Give me a brick of blow you never seen it flip as fast as that
And you can keep
brewing in my stomach
That I hadn't even tasted, desperately tryna make it
Woke up every day feeling like the week's been wasted
Health is wealth so you
the better throughout the week
Got a couple plans I manifested and wanna see
Keep your head up, eyes on the prize cause you got a dream, yeah
Keep on mobbin'
Welcome to my own form of hell
The world suffered by your agenda
No more, for I'm the defender bounce
I'm the warrior you fear
I am the slayer in your home
on niggaz
We was at the Grammy's with motherfuckin fo' fifths in our waist nigga
Hahahaha!
So you know Pun passed, I had to carry on tradition nigga
Don
and spend a night with me (Come and spend a night with me)
You need me by your side all week (You need me by your side all week)
And I know
I know
I know
I
french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you
no way to escape
The day to answer Oden's call
Or walk through hell's gate
I carry him to my ship
He seems to be asleep
But the deep blue color
But it's too late, she done one hell of a job
Fuck she's smart
You lied to my face when you said you loved me
You're so beautiful but act so ugly
You
could trap you
Now you sealed in
And ain't no traffic happening if we
Don't make the wheels spin
Did my stretches before I started reachin'
Got out of my
scorching ya feet
Week after week it's the same song on repeat
Plus there's no water down in hell it's burning hot and dry
I'm always dirty, so damn thirsty I
So now baby lemme ask you
Tell me when you're free baby
Tell me where to be baby
It's a half passed three
And I still haven't seen you all week so
Can
winter
Singin' birds don't come by my window
I got some swans on the floor
And what you want? I got that shit for the low
My Detroit partner got that
your rage
I'm gonna play my own game
You got your world to break
Carry on
Thrive in you mental decay
Me and my shadow
Just strangers passing by
Pushed
You feelin' trapped-I feel free
Well call me-ya feel me
You feelin' trapped-I feel free!
CHORUS
Carry on-
No need to believe
I'm livin' long
So y'all
If you a downer stay the fuck outside the club, ho
If you tired, wake the fuck up for the town, ho
If you brown nosed, keep your mouth closed
By any
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