Lyrics:
everyday yeah
But you coulda misunderstood yeah
If that's the case i'll put it in different words
Call me Usher cuz i'm going yeah yeah yeah
You won't see me
and give all required
I pray, oh
I stay quiet and pray, yeah, yeah
I know you'll make a way
I know you'll make a way
And by your power I know you'll make
a nigga girl I know you're up to something
I ain't usher but this time I'm doing it my way
I'm trying to get it get it fuck what your friend say yeah
Big
Started with Kanye and Usher
Slow jamz was playing and then let it burn man
Young Stunna feel like I'm Birdman
No mercy no limit Percy
C City raised me, I'm
Yeah
Denero
Uh
Y'all don't practice what you preach
Niggas flash cash on the gram
But can't put cash in the streets
Everybody gun go blam
But know
the club
The usher said there's not enough
Huh
Now you're out of mind
And you're out of line
Baby I need to tell you
Whoa
Yeah
Hah
Up down
I go up down
Hah
handful, her ass a real handful (yeah)
Goddamn boo, throw it, act a damn fool (yeah)
Ooh, pick it up (yeah) Clicquot by the glass full (yeah)
She
I'm bumpin' Pac, picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen
Yeah, yeah, now as I spin in the ben
I'm bumpin' Pac picture me rollin' without spillin'
give the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah (let me warm it up for ya)
Who better to usher you back through the gutter
Than America's number
(Jay-Z)
Oohh, live your life 'cause life is love
Always thank the man above (thank you, uh)
The more you the more you get (that's real talk)
Yeah, yeah
911 is a joke
20 years we got here by actin like common folk
Touring the world like a rolling stone
Then the nineties came
Welcomed y'all
like time slow
You don't gotta ask
Girl I'm always doing well
Everything I do, I do it by myself yeah
I get cash without spending on a belt yeah
Dolce
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
the back of the apartment where they be selling ganja,
but beware of the AK held by HM Thomas,
son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old
Real talk, Usher
Just Blaze
Oh, oh oh
Mmm, you're gonna want me back
It's the last words she said to me
Now I'm wishing she was still here
on yeah
Grace
Grace and mercy
Mercy
Yeah
I was saved from the streets by his grace and mercy
Out there doing my own thing but somebody prayed for me
Sin
This is how I'm feeling right now
I mean I'm i'm blessed
Me, I ain't got to send a usher around
With baskets or talk to a choir
But nigga I'm
don't want it, I don't want it
I'm just a man who wanna be wanted by a good woman, yeah
Yeah I'm rare, breath of fresh fucking air
And only put in time
I'm here to here to come and here to have - tonight
Oh, you're in the right place
I hope you can hear when I praise on your mind
Oh yeah
When
Real friends, I've got a few
A couple guys coming out the blue
Got me here thinking ’Who are you?'
Yeah yeah boy, I do it proper
Take over the world,
ganja
But beware of the AK held by HM Thomas
Son gotta keep him high in them bottoms or some old pyjamas
I said shit ma nigga take another hit
We ran up
I am a Disney usher
I'm barely scraping by
My discontentment comes in many shapes and sizes
But I woke up this morning
I told myself to try
I
means no worries
For the rest of your days no worries
Yeah yeah yeah
It means worries
For the rest of your days no worries
Yeah yeah yeah
I hear you're
to God, ‘cause we living by His grace
Out with the old, mans were moving too waste
Had to grab my surf board, usher in a new wave
Yeah we making waves in
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