Lyrics:
the Lord, praise the Lord, oh my soul
It is well, with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
And Lord haste the day when my faith shall be sight
with her head by her feet
Another day another bitch another mission complete
Playing around with all these different physiques
My ego is big i like these
, with my soul.
Refrain
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though
your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and it is still all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's overstood
I was overlooked, I
think is murder
I'ma be thinkin' ahead
I was just drivin' the truck
I could've been dead
If I get caught with this white
I'm goin' back to the feds
My
Well, they call my baby, Patty
But her real name, her real name, her real name is Linda Lu
Well, they call my baby, Patty
But her real name, her real
My scratch is smellin' sour and it's stinkin'
Got a nigga seriously thinkin'
"How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Minimum wage
off the wall
Know my worth, word is bond
Out sold the flaws
Parking the feelings
You call it third wheeling
Well fasten your seatbelt
Whiplashing them
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
of thorns
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
God's child, my soul triple platinum
When I speak, it's with the richest accent
I die for the ones
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles
Other hand on my nickel
...
It's like may name was name was Slick Ric
My aim is stll an issue
lose your soul in whatever palm
as they walk by take time
To rhyme for a girl I hear talk fly down some papaya
Down with the revolution always wear my goggles 'cause there's
So much
turn up in my soul, nigga
Make that ass shake, drop it to the floor with it
Call your homegirls up, we need some more
6-2 type a nigga, put my soul in
in jizz
Killing these bitches like serial disses
I leave them exquisitely killed
In the trenches like water they wet
And my pistol is best cause
It
They say
The love of money is the root of all evil
Well
Some guys make take your life then justify
Probably do it all for that devil's pie
Fire in
Or intimidated by me and my intelligence i
Like to read because it fills my
Brain with knowledge that I
Definitely need to
Keep going on throughout daily life
Sorry mum don't blame me I ga no choice to fight back the devil by my self don't worry I ga backup
FUCK This World with the fucking people in it
I'm not
with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
With my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul
My sin, oh, the bliss
Of this glorious thought
location
My scratch is smellin sour and it's stinkin
got a nigga seriously thinkin
"How can I kill this odor, and purchase me a Lincoln?"
Minimum wage
into the cab|And then I settled down inside||He asked me if I seen a road|With so much dust and sand|I said listen bud I've travelled|Every road in this
maybe 100, at most 3
It doesn't matter how well off I get financially
I'm getting off not guilty of hypocrisy
Even if I'm 103 with a pump for my cock
the ice caps in this relation ship
Asking me bout who I've had relations with
Honesty is a losing game and we pay for it
You could gamble your heart for
Dogg]
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound
My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point
So they roll me
Roll up a fat one and pass it around
Lay back hypnotized by The Neptunes sound
My peoples always see me and they think I'm on point
So they roll me
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