Lyrics

My whole life sweat and blood My whole squad in the cut My dreams got it out the mud (he's here) Who's just down 'cause I'm up? Who stick around when I'm done? Still in God we trust Life just ain't enough I might self-destruct It's just way too much I don't show me love I think I run up Still in God we trust Wait, still underground like I'm Harriet Haters is various, but I'm relaxed (brrt) Walk with the Lamb like I'm Mary I set it up, run with the pack (ooh) Dirty or somethin', y'all movin' You still couldn't bury us, put it on wax Enemy said he nefarious We in your area, where is you at? I'm doin' all that I can (what?) I don't got too many friends (yeah) I got too good at pretеnd (uh-uh) Wouldn't let nobody in (uh) Ayy, I'm sent I'm a den Yеah, yeah, y'all lyin' again Uh, uh, I couldn't just blend Yeah, I'm tryna ascend (uh-uh-uh) Ayy, wait, ayy, what? They tell me they hate my life (my life) I wanted to take my life (my life) I thought on it day and night (and night) And I wouldn't take advice (advice) I was gon' catch a flight (whew) But He told them angles to slide (slide) Demons been under my feet Never call me a heathen We still undefeated and deep the VLLG Just viva la vida, I pray when I'm sleepin' Just look what I'm dreamin' (yeah) Uh, wait, what? (Wait, wait) I'm leavin', done (leavin', done) Keep it up My whole life sweat and blood My whole squad in the cut My dreams got it out the mud Who's just down when I'm up? Who stick around when I'm done? Still in God we trust Life just ain't enough I might self-destruct It's just way too much I don't show me love I think I run up Still in God we trust Ayy, dream that (dream that) Money, power, respect Two chains swingin' (players) Freeze tag 'round your neck Want a (ayy) big bag TSA carousels Funny, we live by the bag just to die by the bag 'Cause they zip you in one as well Yeah, uh, you not offendin' me (yeah) Yeah, I am not Him-othy, uh (yeah, yeah) I just got some of His tendencies, uh (hee-hahaha) Him would be Spirit, identity You throw up money, I look at it differently You givin' off "I need therapy" energy They do not want us to light up the industry Still in the house, that's breaking and entering Coolin' when they did not wanna go mention me God will open up doors, but look at the chivalry, ooh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) mm-mm-mm-mm You chasin' Barbies, look, you ain't no kin to me My homies hand out epiphanies, Pauls and Timothys Diamonds you won't find at Tiffany's (shine) So many Tiffanys Tryin' out dyin' out literally Never been this dark in history, pardon If I gave 'em Jesus and dignity, you can remember me (Mm-mm-mm-mm) woo, ayy, shee, ayy, ayy, yeah, that my activity Givin' with all my ability Jon is killin' with no comorbidities Keep your humility, king
Writer(s): Kevin Elijah Burgess, Jonathan Keith Randle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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