Lyrics:
O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass
Sit here by my side
For the night is
Let the cleansing waters flow
Make me white as snow
[CHORUS:]
Hear me as I pray
Wash my sins away
Drown me in Your grace
Baptize me
As my lips
and bang
If a nigga don't know better peep the game
SUC we running thangs
Finna smash me a nigga
I'm a young gun nigga by the name of Trae
Wrecking this
Standin' on the corner of Royal Street,
On a Sunday afternoon
Out there by the old A & P
Barefoot in the sun in June.
I saw her playin' with the
Big
Born in a hood then my mum moved me out of it
Grew up in a new hood now i wash my mouth with it
Move me to the sea side to get away from knife crime
Stopped clocks to make me wash the toxins off
I stew the broth with a canvas to rip
You can burn both ends of a candle of shit
Stand and resist, backlash:
to this day (free)
R.I.P. my migo P, my nigga dead in the grave (P)
And I dare a fuck nigga come and try me today (bah-bah)
Abracadabra his face
Quavo
O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass
Sit here by my side
For
but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new
situation, like these
Keep me pon mi toes (hey)
Sing 'bout real life ah nuh nothing weh you see inna show
Music save mi life, Sean P watch e pree
None ah
Yeah we had rough times but now we undefeated
Yeah we undefeated
Coleslaw P
Undefeated
Always pull through when I'm needed
Yeah we stay undefeated
so icy
Callin' me Saweetie
I'm Busting Out
Ain't calling me E.A.
Play The Sims 2
A wicked whim on the D.A.
Might mess aroun'
And set me up a P
bringin' up receipts for
Tryna fly out to an island that's private where Sally sold shells by the sea shore
She wanna travel, I'm fly pterodactyl
I spent me
never accpet
Anything less than what you came for
Early did it so I guess I had to do it late
Me and my brother on it
Appreciate like real estate
Go ham
Two gyal on my side, me in the middle
Into a foreign like Lidl
Bad B I call her a smiggle, yeah, she wan' wiggle
I'm a P.I.M.P., left her brain in
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
to hell, lately I been feelin' like Lil' Kee
And I been by myself, it could get real lonely in these streets
But I gotta stay focused, I'm sippin'
on me we can fight, On my life keep a stick
Shooting shit like john wick
Big ass blick make you flip
Twenty eight hundred for a p taxin shit , Big ass
And so I'll close but by the way
Everybody's thinkin' of you
P.s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes
I put a sign up, think
But I gotta
away(1 John 2:17)
John 8:6 they
Staging a play
Change this life
From stick in the muck
Christ wash clean(1 John 1:7)
Why return to the muck(2 Peter
To wash the pain away
I need a smoke break
To wash the shame away
Damn
School ain't teach me shit bout credit
I learned that there from my mama
'Cause
I got P's
I got Bread up
I got cheddar
I got sauce
I been up on her good side
MJ I'm bad and I'm fried of course
Me and my team yeah we hot like lava
wanna do this for those that inspired me to be
And multi faded me, to store my legacy
I give a shut up to my man Ezze E
A big R.I.P, cause he believed
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