Lyrics:
how often you don't look like a goon (for real)
You're so goofy you remind me of a fucking cartoon (reminds me of the Looney Tunes)
I met you in second
And remember going by your rules, try to follow the Lord's rules
Thought we was the new Abu Dhabi
Told Drake don't play with me on GD
And he sent that message
life
Till they come carry me away
I've been there in LA nights
In the block where I came up
My pops used to hate
When we hanged with them bangers
'cause that time is coming for me
Like a stranger on the road
I left my thoughts at home and the new ones about to arrive
are already saying me I'm going
demon stomping vessel sowing seeds
I'm thankful God's blessings chase me down
I'm surrounded by God's favour I'm a king with a crown
I declare I'm special
motion
I grew up plucking roaches out my Captain Crunch cereal
My vision's been a period, and it's home, it ain't no love
So he forced me to turn to blood
a hurry
I'm singin' my baby boy Troy he'll be two next February
I'm in the crib with my man my nigga Van Dam
An were thinkin' of an outta state plan peep it
And naked lady, tell me so
If days had gone, would he know?
You bared your body and not your soul
But he's blinded by his dreaming.
Freedom's gonna break
along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength
Come
she knows she's gonna crack
Let me take you back a bit
Cah It's kinda hard to watch
See the world passing by
See their lives getting crossed
See
you a winner
Now pull aside for my victory lap
O fetsa ho mpona me kill die plek
A massacre by the mystery chap my name Jabula
Sweetest taboo like
niggas gonna see
These MCs ain't the same as me
I had a Grime hit in 2003
God gave me a body and blessed it
You see, my fingers they made Duppy, Private
place to hide
And that's alright
But if you carry on abusing you'll be robbed from us
I refuse to lose another friend to drugs
Just come home
Don't let go
tickets to watch the angels now
So it's just what I'm gonna do"
He said, "But you the living, you're stuck here with the Cubs
So it's me who feels sorry
scared
I still count down in my head
It's funny how it happens
No matter how far we go
I will always carry it with me
There ain't no place like (home) home
a hurry
I'm singin' my baby boy Troy he'll be two next February
I'm in the crib with my man my nigga Van Dam
An were thinkin' of an outta state plan peep it
livin' my life
Till they come carry me away
I've been there in LA nights
In the block where I came up
My pops used to hate
When we hanged with them
tickets to watch the angels now
So it's just what I'm gonna do"
He said, "But you the living, you're stuck here with the Cubs
So it's me who feels sorry
at me
Had to carry him out of Whole Foods over my shoulder
He throws a lot of fits ever since he got much older
Head butting car doors, holes in the walls
, ain't you thinking shit's sweet Take candy from me, baby, how you gonna lose your life
Could've been ripped, but I keep losing, don't die Fucking up
marriage
No go crumble into pieces
Believe me I know say he no easy
To marry yet no baby to carry
What a sad story
But make you no worry
Cos at the set time
never blown you gon' wish you stayed home
Prodigal illogical while Father waited so long
Hear him through me on the song I'm trying to tell you come
strengthening
If it ain't done by me
Then it's done by Zee
Cause that's my brethren
I'd ride for him and he'd ride for me
That's no cap or questioning
Luke 14
with a scarf
When my name comes up he pretends to barf
I've got a million friends
Now they asked me to read a poem
At the sorority sister's home
I
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