Lyrics:
press the panic
Fix this bitch like a mechaninc
No violence joe biden but certain laws we not abiding by
Hoe, so I say
I can't wait to Live My Life
Again
Iced out pendent, Jesus
Iced out cross, missed out on church last weekend
Ice to his chin, now them charges pending
Know that I'ma sin, Lord, forgive
instrumental in the rebuilding of the Russell Union Church. He was famous for gardening, where he grew almost everything editable. He was also known for making
a battle
Church, Church, Church, Church
Hey fuckboy if I fuck you anymore
You'll be my fuck toy
Groupies in an Uproar 'cause we
Ain't on the same floor
Go
Slapped across the knee
By leather-bound ivory
Two hours passed away
Early, every other Sunday
I'll be alright, sleeping in church pews
Tell my
you got
Fuckin' with niggas that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it goes in our family
'Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually
you got
Fuckin' with niggas that give a damn about hip-hop
This how it goes in our family
'Cause this Outlaw shit is what we stand for gradually
in
I promise, the last place I want to see you is back on Hinge
Stop playing girl, you know we got shows to binge
Plenty of new seasons, episodes
home home at last
And isn't that what you asked for
Down by the lake
Another year has gone and left its wake
We're lost in the story but we just can't
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight
So I
through the church
I was in the pew and knew that I had to search
We are all here 'cause fear is what they serve you will surely die but then's the rebirth
you listenin'
Told my nigga Light to tell Shooter you fuckin' missin' him
Condolences to your fam' and your niggas in Queensbridge
We was gon' shoot
You know, I worked the Big Packet show in Fort Worth, Saturday night
We had all day Sunday to rest and relax, before I caught another flight
So I
because I'm young with a temper
I found music in a deptford church, I cant lie we was there every Sunday
I use to walk round depford market and all
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National on eighteens without no
the fucking way my momma died
She was in church on Sunday na on Monday the wahala start
Where should I start from? I don't need to rush
Let me tell y'all what
But baby girl, come over
And I'll revive with just a hit of you
Just going out for like a drink or two ha
But now we're drowning in that Malibu
I said
the Mah-hurage-ny, my niggas; kamekaze
Illuminaughty, bitch hoes in they body
We the riders, we push like mahz-er-aties
Do karatees, on hatters, and you hotties
won't take the time out 'til we reach the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G's, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG's
In the past if you
together
Please don't lose control
We're leaving in the craziest of times
If you was born Black
That's considered a crime
But pressure make diamonds
So you
dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have a dinner
On Sunday, oh, by the way"
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot
Like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
is like that green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
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