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Ayy I need a bae to fill the bank with me Fast and pray for me Feedin' my flock, she do it faithfully They do it lazily I'm a young soldier, so it's war outside Keepin' that flame with me He ain't see 40, 'cause that .45 Gave him his angel wings Missin' my dawg, it took my breath away When you first left a G You ain't my twin, you betta step away If you ain't gon' step for me I've got the Spirit of the Lord inside Why you keep testin' me? Cleanin' my circle, had to organize I don't do treachery Bang, back out that agency All them years that they took, ain't no taking me It don't profit yo' pocket for hating me I came outta that Gotham so graciously Prayed to God, I got saved: now I'm savory Need a bae who don't play, she gon' pray for me Everything that you taught, I'ma take with me Uncle Vike gave me strength through the pain and grief, through the pain and grief Devil got the block hot If a demon slide, make the whole opp drop I could have him layin' flat if he tryna catch a fade, or we could do a bit of both, like a box-top I was down, now I'm headed for the top slot, see the clock tock Put my sin on the choppin' block, 'cause I've exhausted options Tossin' caution, I've got God, He watchin' Gon' bang when I drop, I don't waste, I deposit the flow All of that time that they stole, I waited patiently Gave my heart, my soul Legacy written in stone, ain't no erasin' me Back when I lost control I got put out on my own, He made a way for me Monty, I'm from the road I need my girl at the throne, faithfully prayin' for me, aye, aye The city cold, I had to be bold I could've been stole, we never was told we had options Sick to my soul of missin' the bros And diggin' them holes, we're livin' to go free the fallen She too real, I might take a knee Stayed ten toes, I can't fold, ain't no breakin' me And Jehovah been changin' me Could've been in them cages, now we on stages I need a bae to fill the bank with me Fast and pray for me Feedin' my flock, she do it faithfully They do it lazily I'm a young soldier, so it's war outside Keepin' that flame with me He ain't see 40, 'cause that .45 Gave him his angel wings Missin' my dawg, it took my breath away When you first left a G You ain't my twin, you betta step away If you ain't gon' step for me I've got the Spirit of the Lord inside Why you keep testin' me? Cleanin' my circle, had to organize I don't do treachery
Writer(s): Jordan Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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