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worth as much as a lying friend
This fight is fixed
Tell me are you buying in
What you get on sale don't compare to the offers I extend
A demo for rappers

surrounded by killas best believe we gon' shoot

STB don't fuck around I'm making money now
Started coming up now they wanna ask me how
I'm just a fat mexican

a glove
And I would give up everything before I ever let you
Touch
My
Clogs
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my clogs to keep
If I should die

Get Away

Mustard

The Ghetto

2017

came back from vacation
I was on the way, got blinded by my reputation
Find me center stage, but I can't send my location
My surroundings ain't

Take ya chick
And get medulla 
Think I’m cold
My heart is cooler
Catch me melting in a cooler
Relatively you freeze up
Break it down
I know I’m cooler

screwed up
Damned means cursed, and hell is an actual place
I don't know what's worse, denying your savior or assuming your fate

Call me anything you want,

I know I don't really know all that
I know that Jesus still is coming back
And I know sometimes I don't know how to act
But I know that I'm thankful

I'm on top
Had to work hard
You know non-stop
Thought I wouldn't make it
So I had to fight
Walked by faith, you know
Cause it was out of sight
Don't be

no luck
You got a big bad truck and a tiny little penis
Voted Trump three times tryin' to find your Jesus
Usin' up the food stamps, blamin' it

not in a gay way
This ain't treyway
Gettin my pay day
I'm into her brainwaves
She give me butterflies
Like right before game day
It's a real vibe
Think

Some vapid sad pathetic man want K type leverage
Stop, stop, stop, stop
You're Pretentious, switch it up
It's crazy me and bean! had had mad beef
We've

soarin high
Please don't shoot me down
Follow the one who wears the crown
I'm talkin bout Jesus Christ
Everything he does is right
I'm just tryna be like

for me they must be ill advised 
They ain’t give me nun when I was down I had to improvise 
Now I’m coming up and bitches switching to the winning side

It's a Blue Ribbon morning, after a black label night
Well, I got kinda outta hand, 'cause I was wound up a little too tight
But Jesus still loves

satan thought he broke God used for hope in the curing 
And showed me that He the only Joe should be fearing 
Share your testimony faith don't come by

in too deep this ain’t a swimming pool
Fucking bitches fucking up my flip, just to rent a room
Ducking niggaz tryna get me hit, I had to get a broom

don't really get it
I really don't see the point especially if you ain't doing no work in your city (Feel me)
Feel like it's hard to believe the things

on the day shift
I listen to their stories, so horrifying and gory
I hear them give advice, but it still don't do nothin for me
What am I supposed to think

hurt you to make me a martyr
He floated by with a purpose
I follow closely step with him
Body becoming a sigil
Don't get caught playing the victim
True

Pops & mom, they gone on home
To a better place up in the sky, I'm in a constant zone of sorrow
Hoping tomorrow brings me more happiness than today
If I

Tryna go out with a bang, get a bang for the buck ya know
It ain't right til ya turn up
Then we get some dessert and it get real sweat
And it don't get

a thousand times
Dr. Seuss with plenty rhymes
Melanin don't give me time
Gotta act within my prime
Drag me down still I climb
Drag me down that's your behind

just like quantum it's physics
Give me my minutes reach my limits passing plenty of critics
Who heard the lil's rap about they money others will mimic

Hook:
Lord! 
I'm searching 
I'm seeking 
For your grace & mercy! 

Lord! 
I kneel to you 
I surrender to you 
Til death a parts me!! 

Lord! 
I give