Lyrics:
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
to heaven
Currently in shock, it'll hit me in a second
What's your question? You need a blessin'
Right?
Or you just wonderin' what heaven's like?
I must have
You push me out in front to get behind me
Then You sat me up by blessin' me to bind me
I'm a grown man with kids now, stakes are high
Gotta go
Of A Kind, A Man Supreme
I Know I'm In All The Ladies' Dreams
I'm The R-A-H And The I-E-M
I Put A Wiggle In Your Butt If a Tell Me When
I'm A Son Of A gun With
there was a night that I did get off the truck
When the Old Man was passed out drunk
Three neightborhood kids took me to a rock 'n roll concert
Yea I'm trying to live a life that's holy
If you knew the old me then you don't know me
These days I be reppin Jesus boldly
Where you going heaven
And you'll find out the hard way: you get no respect
[Old hustler:]
Man, you must be crazy and bugged
Whatcha mean I don't get no respect?
You crazy?
When I blow up needa new AP fuck plain needa get that rose gold
Thot bitch mad that she ain't gettin' hit I just ain't got time for old hoes
Too many
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home.
Good Golly, said little Miss Molly
When she was
of cunnilingis
Linger round my chin and lips
At thirteen had me convinced
It make my facial hair get thick
I know niggas they will rather live a
Lie than man up
think, T.I., P and them sweet?
Oh, don't sleep, get you hit from your head to your feet (and you don't know me)
I'm finna introduce you to the old me
is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
Marty, let me come up in this party like I'm Scarface
To point the finger at the bad guy (go ahead)
At four years old I been a rabbi (gotta leave)
Let
End up like X and Whitney
In my mansion smoking crack i'm paranoid
I'm feeling like niggas is trying to get me
Forget the kids
I'm shaving off my
heavens gates are open
Whenever my time is I dont know when
Till then I just pray they notice
Confused by this world we live in
Dont know if or when Ill
Cos when I die He's gonna judge me
But by the blood you know he wash me yh
I cant wait to go heaven, yeah yeah
Ask me what's the hope in the world, I
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
want
I gotta be, I gotta be, I gotta be the one
To do it like nobody has ever done
When I was in seventh grade my grandfather told me don't get
Old rockin' chair's got me
(Old rocking chair got you, father)
Cane by my side
(Your cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son
(I ain't got no
take him out it
It's always one next on this route, man
I hate the mountains
She gon' leave with me, boy
You might as well have came without her
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