Lyrics:
and the world know ah you run it tough
What dem a go do now, oh, oh, oh
Dem a know say Jah be my love
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, well
Some send BB and some send
write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'
can keep your fuckin letter
Will Malcolm X ever go for that shit?
(Hell no, the muthafuckas gotta go)
Would Martin Luther King ever go for that
the machine, so live It like a king
Life's just a dream, our spirits In-between
Our body's the machine, so live It like a king
They start chasing, your heart
Yes Sir
Yes Sir
Thriteen letters man ..
We gona take a lil look at the letter that Paul wrote to Titus.
And I'm praying that it will help us see
I serve a King, greater than Arthur
So when I'm on duty, I wear the armor
No need to lash out, when I'm surrounded by drama
'Cause when it goes down,
nose from the tears I drew
I was like king of the blues, I was on my BB King
Like a bird flying high because I forgot just how to sing
I was hiding in
your plan take your grams
You bought you a Lexus, BBS spendin' Abrahams
Never learned your lesson
Choose the right direction
Thin line from life
Yo, Ye
Yo
Yo, I'm at the London, I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight
Look, let me tell you why they call it Lambchop
'Cause
the mail, quite excited
It read "My dear good Sir, you are cordially invited
To a dinner with the King at his royal palace
Feel free to bring nothing
But your
To be king
Walking a line that helps progress mind
Prepared before me
God story infinite find self inside His pages glory
I ain't no pretender
I ain't
more
Letters to my bros never change for a whore
Just like the money they all come and go
If it's for the money you always gonna need some more
Letters
from a king n***a you was blessed in it
Couple thousand on your jeans you cant even wear em yet we just flexin it
If you pick it up it aint no resting it
I could have wrote a letter, but I felt like this would be better
Hopefully everyone will see that this is no dynasty, no democracy, no hypocrisy
I
write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'
of a king
All about how you reign
Clouded by your tears
Let em spill
All the same
Snapped the -bow
Too much bloodshed in this World of grey
Truth be told
I'm
Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why
If you're not having any luck with the girls
You need to step into the spotlight world
Watch some movies with steve mcqueen
Get some music by bb
three letters on all they titties (NAV)
Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy
It's hard to make it out where I
I can't cry
I don't know why I stand by
Or why I ever stood by
I always thought it's lies when they told me I did a good job
I never got a prize
Shine
I battled six times last year
Which shows that you not on your grind
So a lowercase letter's the only way
You'll see this dot over I
Now after this
of the times I just need to be much better
This is my love letter please return to sender
I can see you living with your pain and your vendettas
We were birds
write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay'
Dear Dad,
These letters are all too familiar
I mean they should be after fourteen years in there
I’m just glad you’ve stayed on your best behavior
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