Lyrics:
ways. They was holding me back
You see I had to move forward
I had to get unattached
It was the root of all evil
I left the past in the past
But why?
My
getting money
Smoking L's by the hundreds
We got blow, we got molly
We got blood on the money, dedicated to the money
Killing niggas for the money,
tryna live by the water
Stay with bitches from the border
If I hit her then I bet she say she miss me
Still plotting on a move for the repeat
Niggas know
watch
But none of it can take the pain that I feel
Have mercy on me, have mercy on me
I've been through some fucked up shit in my life
No more good
dudes
But it wasn't love it was from how crooked it moves
Now Im tooken in truth well taken
Lies of satan made me feel like there's no condemnation I hate
all night for mercy
Looking like a tall glass full of water in a 100 degrees
You got a nigga so thirsty
Let me chase that, let me taste that
Lay back,
The elderly man is attempting to pay with two hundred Austro-Hungarian Kroener
It is backed by gold, he says
This line has been abandoned, long since forgotten
on me
Grace and mercy
Amazed by you
Make moves for me
Watch out for me
Never leave me lonely
Amazed at how you be you
Make moves for me
Watch out for me
Well, you praise him
Then you thank him
'Til you reach the by-and-by
And I've won hundreds at the track
But I'm not betting on the afterlife
Well, you praise him, then you thank him
Until you reach the by-and-by
And I've won hundreds at the track
But I'm not betting on the afterlife
Then
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
Romance me, ransom me
Is solace a hopeless crusade
The grandeur of a raping plague
A portrait that is best forgotten
Bed of fire for the dying
who want it like
Yeh
And I got a sick grind cuz I get mine 6-9 and I flip it by the 20 til I got a hunnit 100s like dat
Check
I pull up I move move
I
to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
Kicks is a hundred or more
A man in front of the store, beggin' for money and mercy
I told him say a prayer
I won’t stop till the day I got one hundred bands
Hundred bands, they’ll be throwing hands that nigga in danger
Can’t rock with him, to me he
You and me and a green light, a damn portrait
You found the rip in my knee like your hand tore it
Yeah you bought me this drink, but I’m gonna pay
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
There will be a portrait
There will be reports made
Full of lies and despise
Hand me the crown
Move a little closer
I want to breathe it all in
I'm
KRS and Melodie live together with D-Nice and Harmony
Side by side with Rebecca, D-Square, Sidney
BDP!
Yes!
I got a hundred guns two hundred
a strap on me
I don't show no mercy nigga, see you on yo damn knee
Fuck you niggas ay, I'm just trynna vibe
Cum a bitch in her nose, with my tribe
Ion
You’ve made me Your aim
I am targeted
By Your faithfulness
Your goodness is chasing me down
I am targeted
By Your faithfulness
Your mercy is
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
it hell for us
Lord, help me change my ways
Show a little mercy on judgment day
It ain't me, I was raised this way
I never let em play me for
Bitch call my phone that shit light up like a flashlight
Boutta go somewhere she keep telling me
To act right pack light cuz we move in secret
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