Lyrics:
I met you at 19 when I had the biggest dreams
We talked about everything from cars to France to our future
I said I want a little house in the county
old house
Days go by
But I'm still in love
With who we used to be
Now you're just a precious memory
I can count on every night to hold me tight
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
I beat yo' ass twice and you still here
Seven years old, think you run this house by yourself?
Nigga, you gon' fear me if you don't fear no one else
walk in faith
God is watching every move
Feeling like we won
After a journey so huge
Ran back to the house
Hoping we would find our team
Can't wait
Tried to make us look weak in front of our kids, dehumanize
And our leadership hella devil-sent
Got in the white house by trolling our only black
spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now
mixed with our faith is a little bit of fear
There is still a light
That we will walk by faith and not by sight
Because what hasn't changed is love
What
Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go
[Chorus]
I said I'm young
clocked in
See we vibing, realizing
What’s true and still trapped in the closet
When that phone rings, Imma hit the door
Case by case and a need to know
I
clocked in
See we vibing, realizing
What’s true and still trapped in the closet
When that phone rings, Imma hit the door
Case by case and a need to know
I
in the age of the social
On our knees, take a test
To be lovin' and grateful
Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel
had Mr. Henry pack up the house,
Selling what furniture he could at a garage sale.
Everyone went just to look.
Our parents did not buy used
melanated man, woman, or child is safe from we must protect ourselves our woman and our children by any means necessary it's time to stand up
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the quality of our cooperation is not measured by the complete absence of storms, but how we cope with them! We know our common goal, the way of achieving it,
a girlfriend
He'd hire a maid for the house
I remember specifically, he'd have us dump our cereal bowls down the toilet
And Mike and I we'd get $50 to go
when the night is done
We live our lives tonight as one
Mass of minerals in a glass house
Playing [?] blast out
Letting out verbal thunder bolts
Until
made this house
This house would die without the heart we gave it you and I
It came aloud as a love inside me grew stronger as the years went by
homies a Whether be
Fred Dogg S P double E D why cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe be
You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my mom
Though far be it from you to be calm
Our house was Vietnam, Desert Storm
And both of us put together
You're still beautiful to me, 'cause you're my mom
Though far be it from you to be calm
Our house was Vietnam, Desert Storm
And both of us put together
haunted house
Don’t let the dead crawl out
Baby your haunted house
I’m trying not to hang around anymore
And I still jump when I see your dad
Kissin by
a big old house
We will mark our days
When the floors are cold
Get the coffee made
Light a fire
And when the snow is gone
We will still be here
I'll mend
these years
Could I still be interesting even when I am whole
Turns out our bodies are computers
And in EMDR it was explained to me that in order for our
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