Lyrics:
a dream of livin' wealthy
Makin' it big
Over football
?
What take it
He did
And after all my mama's thankin' god
For blessing her child
All
Or caught by the devil's lasso, shit is a hassle
There's no days, for broke days we sell it: smoke pays
While all the old folks pray to Jesus, soaking their
a robbery, can't remember him
Was probably 3
Why didn't my folks just die in this society
Why wasn't I a child of a doctor
Who left stocks for me
Two little
jealous bitches done think you
Gon' be sellin' through
Welcome to life, and if I die
Remember that it is all love
When I'm by your side
Every night, don't
I never would be
He's leaning out of the frame
His face is twisted and wild
His blood is punishing me
I am forever a child
Watching my shadow recede
Trump Tower and I started with a 10 speed
Born broke had to use a nigga's instincts
Now I get a hundred racks for the 16
Waking up to turkey bacon and my
She took him by the hand and led him merrily outside.
They got into the chaise and sat down side by side,
Then they smiled at each other, ready for
thing I hope my child remember
It's that you were born a sinner
But it's up to you, and only you, to be dying different
Because if you do right throughout
behind these bars for the rest of my life
I will never see the light of day again
Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is
wait for the call
As each tear falls
The voice of my inner child rises
Reminding me of promises
I failed to keep
Holding tight to the thin thread of life
I am young, but I remember
It was not so long ago
In a line so bright and shiny
This is how the story goes
In the kingdom, there was chaos
this
[ VERSE 1: Top Dog ]
(You) thought I was finished, you thought I was done
Cause I took time off to raise my son
But I rep for the streets, prepared
It is all a lie, I've done it all, so why can't we see eye
I'm a little of an Anti-Villain
Though an orphan child, I will mold my crown, and you
how they'll remember me
God's child this is my legacy
a Santa A-list
Time is passin' by yet his scars remain ageless
He called him on the phone to say pop's
This'll take a minute of ya time
But his wishes
there is life there is hope
Whispering hope oh, how welcome Thy voice
Bathing my heart in it's sorrow rejoice Whispering Hope
the truth is there
The victor or the victim
The voice of oppression
The signs of the times tell me that the Lord's coming
A cry of desperation
A prayer for my
The need to thank you swells within me
Like a child that must be born
And I raise my eyes to see the Source of all
Lord, I long now to be generous with you
I can be
For sure, for my life
You carry me before I born
Every time I think about it, oh
I remember everything that you have done for me
Every day
Want you to remember this perfect moment right here
This moment, this present moment right now
The moment you realize that Allah is by your side
That
this shit for me, I do this shit for my kids
I teach 'em how to go and get it when they ready to leave
I'm tired of livin' up in hell when I know
it
But in the morning won't remember which bitch is it, shit
Ay I'm too rich for this shit but I'm too real to be tried nigga
Going against me just
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
niggas is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us and I ain't goin' nowhere
There it is, plain and simple like Jigga
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