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Godly features, bonita, she’s unimpressed by y’all
I got money, got visas, answer, my bank callin'
I doubled up all my cubans around my neck, collar
I’m

then u better have the whip (whip)
Cream, cuz cash rules. Cept everyone around me
Ain't getting money
No Dolla Dolla bill y'all
Actin funny, when ya come

want
Keep them locked up away cuz you know they gon stunt
My life was full of hate until I pulled up a front
Buying kush by the crate like I'm Crash when

Nkululu feed me more, i need Mandela face on my pockets
Ngetela tinumber on my account, zulazula 24/7
I'm a hustler, by the industry i need some blessings

Good evening everyone
Yea, I'd like to thank you for
Lending me your ears
Have no fear
Light that joint
And chug yo' beer
For this is a ride
You

Parked by a mango tree
My blood is Hennessy, yeah
Leather seats on our bare skin
Oh I'm faded, sayin my prayers
Oh Lord, I'm faded while I
Feel the breeze

on myself, by myself
More weed for me
I got them pictures that you sent, why you teasing me
Insecure, you aint the only one believe in me
Like, what you

of fulfillment
I've always assumed that this meant
That I was acting in accordance with your will, Lord
And your reason for making me
But if it's in fact true that

was bought
They judge us by the way we wear our hair
The darker color skin the more they fear
They told us that we're less than who we are
My design is

this cultures being poorly demonstrated

And You can call me crazy
But I see through your bullshit
You act like it's ok that the world can't get along

It was a chance, it was a circumstance, I had not planned on
You taught me these chords, you told me to trust the Lord, keep my hands off confusion

Yesterday

Lloyd

Southside [Clean]

2004

tellin where I'd be
Dead or in the penetentiary
From shootouts wit my enemy
Squeeze until my clips empty
But would they give sin to me
By the hands

schemes
We're the terrible dream, I'm talking parable means
22 with a kid nigga he two
What it do? Taking care of mines, my lawyer by me with no
Facing

they lost it all in the war
The government took the house and they raided out all the drawers
And every one of em looked at the sky, asked why lord?
So I

nothing but your therapy
Oh lord take me away

Your Pretty face is fading on the backs of the civilisation that you hold me accountable to
And days go by

I been thinking bout your grace
In every single way
Enchanted by your faith
And filled with your embrace
Lord I know I've been through much
But I

close, stirred by grace
And all my heart is Yours all fear removed
I breathe You in, I lean into Your love
Oh, Your love

Love so deep is washing over me

supply the order
A with my essay
Negotiating beside the border
Night ended when the day began
Baby dumper lay you flat on yourself
If he display the can
By

Look at his face
Nervous and unsure he's
Looking at me
Wondering why I'm leaving
Lord please watch over him
Today he starts his life

It seemed like

hopeless,
Until you come back to me
I know it's bad for me

But lord knows
I'll give what's asked of me
Baby, it's blasphemy
When I ring your phone

Why don't

confidence in disguise
Once shattered
Each piece despised
Your hate is then amplified
Each break is a desperate cry
You're screaming out Lord forgive me
Then

Chillin on rose avenue
Appreciate the scenery
This tapestry is masterful
The Mona Lisa in my dreams
Is taunting me follow too
Follow suit
Like

It's hard with nobody by your side, swear it's fuckin up my heart cah I find it hard to cry. Life's tearing me apart why did moma have to die

cutting corners when I would just bend em
Why would I spin em and fuck up my denim? 
Praying for peace everynight after dinner 
I know you cant fathom