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eyes)
​You put me on a beat, you better call the medic for it (On god)
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​I'm fucking it, until my fucking cap ache (Slim eyes)
​I'm on a ace, I'm serving

hoping someone found it 
God give me some blessing 
I'll grab it by the second 
Cah I'm out here In these trenches 
Serving near benches (oooh)
People

since I started trapping 

I'm guided by god but I'm battling demons 
Send you to hell if you give me a reason 
I got a Glock in my pocket and I'm

I know these niggas be lying, so when I slide, I keep that shit by my side
I'm serving that big gas, ZaZa lil nigga I ain't serving rocks, no plies

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify

[Ludacris]
Lord,

got you

I'm so glad I got this Christmas with you
I'm in love with every inch of you
I'm so glad I get to spend it with you
I'm so happy God brought me

the debris
I thought I'd savor the moment
As soon as the minute hit
Suffered retaining the consequence
And the damage is miniscule
I'm glad that I finished it

the Websters definition of
I ask this Christmas to show more love
Ever since my father died, I'd spent more time with bitterness
In solitary like I'm serving

I’ll show you your future
It only depends on the move
It’s lie for lie
It’s an eye for eye for the truth
Most people just tryna get by
Me I’m doing

(Oh my god)
(I don't know)
(They don't Know)
(Hmm)
I keep on getting this feeling
I think that I'm up to something
All my niggas got money
I think

just tryna live by some principles
(man why?)
We love Him can't get enough of him
So that's the God we living for

Because of who He is
If I'm worth

Cause even in my city there's no heart in the streets man
We all trying to compete, to make our life complete
By serving in these streets, dodging

I'm forever raw
No way these rappers could ever cook me
I pray to god when I'm serving on roads the feds don't book me
They say time is money I've

Homework taking really long

Almost as long as this song

I'm always feeling in the wrong

I'm always feeling this yearlong


I'm sad

I'm glad -yeet

god! That's a Rolly wet
It's flooded with these rocks
I was selling rocks, started on the block
Now I'm overseas, I get a 50 for a walk

I got lots

and you all in the rear
Tell all the people that this is my year

Sitting in neutral I shift in to gear
Surrounded by angels gods who I fear
Hot like

92 of ‘em wack
Call 9 double 1, I'm serving the streets crack
I'm a 90's baby, the 90's made me
The golden age of rap was when I was born, man that

Doe'd Up
I gotta thank God, I'm glad I'm Doe'd Up
Ya little donuts

They wanna be like me when they grow up
Everything built from the roads up

as you are
I thought I wasn't worth much
But now I'm covered by your blood
I'm loved, loved
Everything I am is greater than I was
God's blessed me, it's

to me, I'm giving niggas hope

That bitch had to go, she was doing the most
Really having my way, I ain't trying to boast
I'm serving that water, they

God Complex

Tech N9ne

Anghellic

2001

I'm about to offend you some mo'
Is God
White, brown, green, red, or even blue?
Is he American, Arabic, Mexican, or even Jew?
Everybody want to be

tailored by the King
Drip different when I walk
I'm serving up these rappers, I might go eat them for lunch
This designer flow, yeah I call that Saint

think that I'm living
If you could call it living
So brash and unforgiving
Ruled by the vibe I'm bringing
Serving myself serving myself

The timing's poor

lane just racing, pacing
Nothing to hasty, please be patient, serving the savior like I'm waiting tables
Life's hard, my God, if your light's on dim keep