Lyrics:
grows in Pennsylvania
I know she's from Jersey
These are the slavery chords I was taught by my grandmother
The things she whispered in my ear
She taught
I'm raking in, more paper,
Take my shot, homie, no chaser
Pride of the all-time high
I ain't askin' for no favors, Nah! (i do this shit by myself)
I
out, poke it out)
All of these bitches want Carti now, uh
All of my bitches, they thotties now (ooh)
Walk in that bitch and I walk it out (walk it
of the American hustle
They got my house on remote so I walk around on mute
Living the American dream, they say the best things in life are free
If you
When u make your dua
Ya Allah
Grant me power in my dawah
So they hear from far
There's is none worthy of worship
Only u truly are
The witness to all
the night
My children will all have a place by my side
All who oppose me shall die
You are forgiven, I grant you release
If you live and die by my word
Somewhere in the north
Looking out the windowpanes
My country flies by the wayside
And I am all alone
Standing on the corner
As the hurricane pours
all you rappers is my sons
Day by day eye evolve
Will eye ever get a chance to right my wrongs
Eye guess not
Cause all those moments are now dead
of David, pay heed to my cry
Grant that you might take this blindness from my eyes
I've been in turmoil, I'm taunted by all
You alone can free me by granting
and the stars in my eyes
Are the jewels of my desires
Sweat and tears will appear, make no doubt about it
They're nothing but traces of blood, it's all just pure
blessings is done so easily
At the door of Ram, you are the guardsman
No one can enter without your permission
All joy is gained by those in your shelter
What
on the couches with my head calling
I'm in this bitch acting like it's my spot
Lights on us, plankton, you know it breaks all us, granted
Work, where is that?
searching for the meaning through all of this
I thought you might grant me an audience
I wanna believe in you, but it's hard as shit
Cos I can't see you
But
y'all (that y'all!)
And that's all!
Street's disciple, my raps are trifle
I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle
Stampede the stage, I leave
I'm granting wishes
They hate me now while I'm broke
Tuh
Wait til I touch all them M's
Surrounded by nothin but gems
Just family, I ain't got any
oxygen!
More time!
I need to know why you command that I'm peaceful in war time!
I need your help not to be anxious of images or time!
Help rid me of all my
from those actually sung by David on the tracks)
Verse:
Sweet sugar pumping through my veins
Everywhere is on a wire
Sweet sugar you say it's just a game
the world
When we use our asses in the way
That Nicki has been using her ass
When they are not the accent in a
Video but the point of it
And most of all
Hear my story and listen well
Truth is in all that I tell
It could never have been me
I did not shoot no deputy
Mr. Grant, the deputy
Friend
destroyed and attacked
Mommy wants you to give
Her lubricant oil back
The dirt farm hands kick
Dust skinned soiled black
Radical packs of wolves wrapped in
Bitch, I'm doing me, who are you?
I don't really care about the drip, I don't
Spending all my bread on a cliff side home
Keep my money in it like I'm Al
birth to a million MC's in the game
Who should all carry my last name
And I'm gonna get you, sucka like Damon Wayans
Insane like Jermaine, bring pain
and I have got different plans
You're trying to look bouji in Milan
I'll be eating sushi in Japan
Man chat shit on my timeline
No long ting, I block
without a curfew {HA!)
Smile I hurt you, had me goin' berzerk too
I'm guaranteeing she'll be leanin' in the coupe
Fiendin' for your loot, little demon
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