Lyrics:
I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it, ayy (ooh-ooh-ooh)
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out
happier times, before the fall
Looking through the eye of the pig, I see it all
Now I'm on my way, back to the station to check out
So I could go home
Be struck by the arrow of weakness
On the gilded path to forgiveness
Find my way home when the morning comes
To stay your friend when it's all
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
this mischief making it don't make no sense to me
Let Yahweh have his ways me
Uhn
Nigga act like you know i know shit
Don't be putting me on no hoe shit
the day
Please guide me home
please guide me home
please guide me home
I feel alone
I need you so
I'm singing by myself
Don't need anybody else
It's
wherever it goes (It goes)
This is the tale of all out lost souls (Lost souls)
I'm still tryna find a way on my own (My own)
If you're listening to this then
There's no stranger here at the Savior's feet
Where the cross stands tall there is unity
All are welcomed home, sons and daughters sing
By His precious
morning when I open my eyes
Stay in bed, don't you open the blinds
I don't wanna see the city outside
All I ever want is you by my side
I know this stage is
you
I Justified everything
All because I needed you to keep me going
Once flowing cape now has me by the neck
It's tightening it's strangle
It's feeding
what
You will - shove it
In your mouth any way
That your can.
You think that I will come
To your mouth, looking for
A home. But I get stuck
Sideways in
out, and chill for social media validation
Argh
COVID 19, is not the catarrh it's not the flu
Imagine death by drowning, something like sleeping in pool
out to dinner first
They easily impress
The way my tape is title
Makes it seem like I'm enlightened
Livin on an island
I been known to light up
I been
Take it orally
As you know the other way
Is more painfully
My grandfather's clock was the best ever made
By the Timex company
Just like the clock
love it when you do it like that
Ooo the way you move it like that
Do that on me
I almost fell in love
By the way that you was shakin' it
I done drank
home
This is my life
This is a blessing
One of a kind
And now I know
That dreams come true
Just look around
It's here for you
This is my home
We live by
it's those Spanish eyes
That get me home, home, home again
Wey hey hey, hmm baby hang on
Wey hey hey, you know that the
The night is young
Dazzled
all about
Some of us choose to live gracefully
Some can get caught in the maze
And lose their way home
This is the life we belong to
Our gift
work
'Cause you know this my job
It is mine
And can't nobody tell me I'm wearing a skirt
'Cause I'm wearing the pants
No advance
Got my ties in the rap
thrower to your dome
Flame thrower to your home
Kill every one you love
Kill every one you know
Busters keep on talkin
All that tough shit
I can't let it
Now I've got a story that I want to share with you
Of a young man name Tray he was on his way
Till that fatal day, well well well
It was 7:12 PM
walk it out
Stanky leg, Harley Brown, whatever man
And the browns said the dick is in my hand
Make my way over to baby girl
Standing in her stands
Little
[Shoota Ringz]
I'll give you the world, nothing more to say
I'm good at breaking doors down, nothing in my way
You want it? then it's yours now, I've
I heard that you called the cops
Pray to God she fuck yo opps
Tommy gun in my Tommy boxers
Top chef the way I grip my choppa
Took yo hoe to Home
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