Lyrics:
gotta be happy you still here
On granny, yeah, yeah
I know I'm blessed but I ain't see church on Sundays
I was probably sinnin'
Bitch I'm tryin'
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
Ugh
Mother fuck a consequence
My common sense been gone I'm all in about it
Mama thinking it's time for me to let go of this shit, she hardly doubt
Oh na na na na na
The one that got away
I just wanna live without feeling this way
My heart was broken into pieces by your hand
Don't call me every
Whiskey shots holy water chasers
Look at life from the razor's edge
I'm motivated by the scent of paper
Mother fuckers living fairytales it gets Grimm
MINNIE PEARL
On the first day I got a hold, my skin was white and young
Took a bag from my father's room, took the shirt he'd had on
I strode into
the picture even though I skip the scriptures,
As a young kid, yeah did a little mischief,
Most I do now though is get a little lifted,
Used to go to church
Intro: Xzibit, [J-Ro]
I really wish I could you know at twenty-one
youknowhatI'msayin',he he, yo yo
[I'ma tell you exactly why I do
your regrets and face the evils
Surround yourself by strong people and leave the feeble
If you scared go to church pray at uh steeple
Ain't got no time
Mind is clear from mistakes
You'd think a mansion is saviour
Once you've slept by the gates
Depression lacks any preference
Rich or poor its the same
So
and surely mean
But he worked all day
So he could bring his money home
His mother was dressed in black
Neath the church by the little shack
But the company
the strong arm makes political commentary
Yet I feel that it's all in fun
In your nightmares rub around
Those gay white males line up at church
Drink their
Hyper aware when I was really young
I was very aware and my mother worked a lot
And she wasn't really connected to me
You know
She just worked a lot
the glory, there's so many stories around my way
It's been hard on us, day by day
Watchin my step gotta play where I lay
Now why this mother fucker want
my mother and I started to fly
I landed in Toledo by a meteorite
To rock you all, all, all tonight
So just kick off your shoes and let your fingers
Jimmy's just ten years old at the age you need a lot of love and care
He's got a mother that lives on daydreams and a drunken father with worldly
keep makin' it through
Do your time, do your time, don't let your time do you
To my brother Mikey Mike, stay up homie
To my 'cause J.B., stay up homie
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
a message in the music ain't a part of the game
A, coincidence that we livin' a lie
A, coincidence that we only get by
A, coincidence that so many are lost
my rain coat (wow)
Take a break from real shit, hit ‘em, Migo!
(Migo)
How you go from J Cole to Quavo? (what)
My name’s Big Boy Savage and a
Boy will
You brave young sons of Erin's Isle
I hope you will attend awhile
'Tis the wrongs of dear old Ireland I am going to relate
'Twas black and cursed
crew
OGs hate to make way for the new
Young niggas want Polo ain't f*cking with J Crew
It's safe to say I was once young and innocent
But look what I
Mother Daddy Upstate
This Food for thought
Whatever the case who for the cause
Hold the applause I'm what the games missing
If you know listen
or orange duck
My daddy loss his best friend start going to church
My young boy got booked start going work
I come from the dirt check my nails
Should've
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