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the hills, spent some time on the run
Spent some time in the cave
On days like that it gets hard believe
Man I almost lost faith
But He held me still, like He
he told me don't follow him
It's like he knew exactly to him what was gonna happen
Met him when I was about 10
Told me his name was Dre
My mom ain't
Yeah
Ha ha ha ha ha
So high on life
She's tryna fuck me while he's tryna wife
And I'm 'bout to finalise this final fight (yeah)
Does she like me
Yeah riding round the city
Pushin 1k 250
I got yo main girl with me
Stay in the block Benny
I'm making millions
You working at Denny's
To be
leaning on the Lord who sits on High
I Love the Lord that He heard my cry
He loved me first and I don't know why
He proved it when He sent His Son to die
oh
At the gas station where I was
Working my brother just got married
And uh he bought a new car and
His wife was having a kid
And all this miserable
still possessed her, he was left with a final plea
She said come be my jester, so his laughter could infect her, a drunkard working for the queen
Working
and 9, every story got two sides, bro
I'm just glad that when he studies mine
He still wants me by his side, that's
Real love, real love, real love
(It's
He's still working He's not done
When I try things by myself I'm feeling so breakable
With God on my side now I'm feeling so capable
Trials we all got
a kid, walking the streets,
The other kids hid - so they did!
Now, after working hard in security trade, he's got it made.
The shops that need aid are
how I'm still charging electric plugged in like it's a socket
Like a soar thumb I'm standing out boy and I know they can not stop me
None of these
stuck in my hell
I could've folded like I was a chair
But I'm still working I gotta get there
Nobody there for me nobody cared
Wasn't music I wouldn't be
nigga dead
Time rolling by an he see that shit done made the news
But he looked surprised cause they said that nigga still alive
Like I know my cousin
smile of mourn despite the pain
I breathe in, I breathe out
Got friends to call who let me talk about
What ain't working, what's still hurtin'
All
det va' nåt?
Det tror do va?
Take a chance on me
(instrumental)
Nu gå den långsammare än förut.
Nej. 1-2-3-4.
Det
do not mean, did he show the tie
To leave me astray in the land where dreams die
Working me out
Working me in
It's been this way for as long as we can
to tell me how to live don't need no walk through
None of yall niggas really know what all I been through
Talk to god he talk to me he said I got you
Yea,
but He still working on me
I could never understand why I battled with depression hoping everybody love me
I learned a long time ago not
my god)
You niggas straight ass (What) doggystyle (What what)
How a nigga rat on you and he still walking round (How)
Why you ain't go get it in blood
is not finished still today(We're lost boys)
So you wanna believe that (My daddy's coming back he didn't forget about me)
Only child after school
We
always caked up
Chromed out and draped up
Constantly telling me we need to get this paper
I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up
Straight up
the color blue
While I'm pursuing the music and the mic
I'm losing the fight
Moving tonight
Reciting my writings
Avoiding the white light by suicide
It's you
words
Me and Don Show the hardest of the working
Off White make me look like a ref
These hoes got me looking like Heff
Get this shit by myself swear I
Hello? Yeah, I just walked in
Yeah, I'm good, you still working?
Tonight, right now? Did I go out?
Yeah, I went out, I went
I went to a couple
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