turn to Jesus Christ he loves all of us more than anything and he literally died for us. He took in the punishmrent for our sins thru on the cross. It wasn’t cuz we deserved it, but cuz he loved us. 1 John 4:10 “This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins” it was thru his love that he died for us and we can be forgiven
This shìt crazy I go hard I’m jus walking on a beat Freddy Krueger when she sleeping I be all Inside her dreams I make time for all this other shit I really don’t get sleep I be geekin off this shroom so you gotta be patient with me open yo eyes bby ya jus gotta see it you ion never try to trust a nigha talm bout you ion belive me I just want you I cut might ya off ya feel like that I need ya know them nighas did a successful mission it’s green he fill up the meter I said strike 1 then strike 2 home run If that pack get here 12 i promise it be be gone by one I want racks newdesigner bagsbuy my bitch a ton if I see my after life just know I love you son don’t let nigggas say you basic I know you the chosen I got purpose in my music know I got got ya feeling sum this a short song so play this back what’s yo favorite bar if acuna hit a home run we turning up tomorrow Yaa he at a body shop ak make a nigha body hot Drugs the reason I’m still alive
I got no time today They told me that time is money, so i got no time to waste, Look at the signs in place, I look to align, my ways, i move like im cocky, cause i got it cocked away, i just gotta contemplate, I concentrate on the cons i make, while you just be conversating, and the mind, defining satan, say whats the issue, i cannot hate, why the fuck would i diss you, you dont relate to me, nobody saving me, so when im up, dont expect me to miss you, aint no getting, i gave you a chance, get out my face, or i get in my stance, shit not a musical, not fanna dance, shit is unsual, i use my hands, i just call the shooters and pay in advanced, the things that i do, i just know that you cant, bitch im a giant, ill never quit, motherfucker im tryin, long as im living, you fuckers is dying, you check my back, if i say that im fine, you got my back, and for that, got ya spine, dont gotta argue, if you go im fine, you taking my love, but i cant give my time I got no time today They told me that time is money, so i got no time to waste, Look at the signs in place, I look to align, my ways, i move like im cocky, cause i got it cocked away, i dont gotta contemplate, I concentrate on the cons i make, while you just be conversating, and the mind, defining satan,
I show you the move, On my root just like I'm groot Shoutta to my boo, And my hater too Wasted i think im screwed, Neck so froze i cannot move Shoutta Michael Jordan cause I hate this n too, Counting on my dough, Counting on my cho, I know girl trifling so I pass her to the bro, That's a switching a hole, Skrr skrr on a polestar and until your gf swerve, Move so fast i think like I'm flash, Hit n run i hit the max, If the money was the time, Tell Einstein,im running back, Back to the future no DeLorean, Why you keep on talkin, Dem n Internet actor, Tf you saying, I'm not Reading on your comment, I feel like jeff hardy I be flyer than a b Im flyer than a spaceship, My music like ovni, I think ive lost home, kinda like im ET, Imma show the moov, I might take you gf too, Shoot out to Magiela the way my clothes are cold too,
Let me tell ya sumthing Let's go...revolutionary beat with a sick ass flow...if they didn't have a clue back then before I'm sure by now they know...looking up to aTop athlete Yeah pro....hustled ,scraped and saved up every dollar from folks...shook it up into a solid bar of gold...99 percent refined real slow... Speed up the beat with a heat tempo...I'm still catch the wave and ride that bish til I can't nomo.... In the 4do black on black and chrome.... Photo pop with just neon glowing and noone knows who I'm going home wit...pssst it's yo ho
Ain't nothing quite like swinging hearing strike 2...makes you feel something inside like what I'm gon do ...especially when they counting on me to come thru...grand slam with a few runs and the game over soon...the second strike lights a fire under yo ass like lighter fluid...feeling like I can't lose then depend on me to win pressure all on you...
Как, как, как мне быть с тобой рисую картины, я не художник художу на лица, у них лучшая кожа я бы сказал, ты них похожа но я тебя не помню, не рисовал, я на тебе не рисовал
