Lyrics:
I done moved on...
Yuh..
I done moved on, get the fuck away from me
Focused on the paper green, to those that aren't in my life I take a knee
City
to get paid
And make it where these mothafuckas hate
I got up to come down
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold
you the Bride the wife of the Lamb
And he carried me away in the Spirit to a great high mountain
And showed me the holy city Jerusalem coming down out
my way. If I leave I’ll find my way]
I been I been I been I been
I been driftin’
Life will take a turn and get you carried away
So don’t get carried
And you got carried away
Till you fuck around get carried away
Then they wanna come ride the wave
But this one's ours (this one's ours)
This one's ours
of him
When You are far from the minds of creation
They rather worship idols
Fell into commercialization
De-sensitized by the things we receive
Crave
you giving, ain't all that good
A little southern hospitality
You'd better try to get away from me
I love money, and I just can't fake it
I go
someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
someday comes back
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
turned to dust
Put me on a track I kill a feature for a bean
But Nick, Maj and Leek them 3 getting murdered for free
Calm down
I get carried away
But this
I was walking in New York City and I brushed up against the man in front of
me. I felt a cardboard placard on his back. And when we passed
Immunity and making a difference in my community
Today, I pick up where I left off and get carried away
I was engaged at an early stage, married away
Wed
fall in love with somebody everyday
As they step aside when I'm walking by, or smile at something I say
But I promised you it would never get in the way
against the freak in me
Just tell me what you
XXX
Expect of me
Expect of me
I am a lyrical soul
Bound to get carried away
Well, I think it's fair to say
we do it
Love when we do it
Fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away
'Cause we gon' get you high today
I know you want to see how we do it
You know
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
the years, through the tears, they've gone one by one
But they'll wait at the gate until my race is run
I'll not be a stranger when I get to that city
I
by tomorrow
I'm too tired today
Oh wait
Oh wait
Oh wait
Shit I'd love to stop the time in different occasions
No way
No way
No way
I got carried away
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
what you'll say
You'll tell me
Baby, baby, please don't go away
But when I play, I never stay
To every girl that I meet this is what I say
Run run
but
It ain't much when I touch it turn to gold
Midas, my love, when I touch it gon' shine but
Ain't no biggie, runnin' from my city
Mouth filled with
was made to die
Envisioning a nice hell because the world is cold
I wish my life was text book okay like the city of gold
A cold world, or just how I
a live concert
When I'm pulling outta my driveway
Shaking pavement on the highway
Liz-zle so fly I could fly away
And I'm gone
90 plus when I'm Dippin,
of why we live on the land
Oh how I remember I'll never forget
A time long ago A time that feels so long ago
Better get home grandma
You left your shower
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