Lyrics:
feelin the the beat
Shoes on my feet you know I'm walkin in heat
Shawty yea she saw me and she got in heat
Shawty wanna smoke you know that I got the heat
scorned by everyone
And I think it's Your plan
All who see me, mock me
Hurl insults, shake their heads
"He trusts in the Lord," they said
"Let the Lord
busted
By a crooked copper cause that shit aiint proper
Creep and hide the stash tell him you from jamacia
Will the cop believe me or will he do me dirty
on fleek when she wine and twist
Nah
(AND SHE TURN ON FLEEK WHEN SHE
WINE AND TWIST NAH )
Put it donw pon me like wata run pon me
Mi see the devil in ur eyes
I was down on hard times but I'm up again
Took some chances in this life going for the win
Hoping that the lord forgive me in this life of sin
Just
Wow
Take time before it takes you
Nearly took me if only you knew
Fell asleep sometimes in school
Dreaming about making lover boy tunes
Now i'm here
hear my voice? In the darkest of the night, will I be your choice
Yeah Bella, can you feel me now?
I drank too much that I can't hold down
Throw your
I was scared half to death
I couldn't catch my breath
Cause that old tree down by the river
Was thirty feet high
That's when I heard my daddy's
Nothing
What wretched man I am, just a pauper
Russian roulette with six bullets in revolver
Destined to die, but by His grace, He took my place
Flashback
me down and in,
Showing me where it all began,
Eleven.
It took so long to realize that
You hold the light that's been leading me back home.
Under
a gesture.
Drawing me down and in,
Showing me where it all began,
Eleven.
It took so long to realize that
You hold the light that's been leading me back
that many pesos to make a dollar
I'd have moved down there
Yeah, I'd probably been a millionaire
Rosa at the bayou told me Sinco de Mayo is their
gone bag that bitch, I will stretch her, she want me to cuff her, I'll never arrest her
She want me to cuff her but I'm not a cop, I'm like the ceiling,
I will lose everything
I've been feeling down down down
Heavy is the head of thorned crown
I thought I had made my mind
I was sure that whole world
moves i dont dance
Bitches get crushed like soda cans
No cuff no romance
Oh damn
Put her on camera she sucking me up
Painting her face when im busting
Yo bitch got me on her mind, we just fuck no she ain’t mines, only thing I see is all my niggas fuck them other guys, you might have to pick a side,
about you when I was driving down this road
All those years together I will never let go
Baby
No amount of photographs could capture your smile
You took
but no coolin' me down
She a fan
I took ya bitch and you get no apology
She gimmie brain you could call it psychology
Bank account lookin' like I won
but no coolin' me down
She a fan
I took ya bitch and you get no apology
She gimmie brain you could call it psychology
Bank account lookin' like I won
will my noose be tethered
So drive the nail in the coffin
Follow her down
I followed her down, down, down
'Till my knees were on the ground, ground,
or less
The way those big blue eyes sit in my new ride
cnd glisten while you listen to the things we vibe
She's the up, down, around, she's my no, yes
they seeing none of the tears that boy she'd
Nights that he saw red, cop me some more lead
Make sure that that boy fed
If I die first cover my funeral
against
The kids that called me nigga, me against me
It just became something that I took so
So violently personal and I broke this
Thing down into small
some sleep tonight
Went down to the levee babe and the devil caught me there
Took my 20 dollar bills and he vanished in the air
Set out running but I
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