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Autumn!

Know You Hear Me!

 

Know You Hear Me!

(альбом: ##B4GC2 ##B4GC2 - 2022)


Woah

God, I'ma call on you, I hope that you could hear me
I really miss my big bro, I wish he was here with me
I promised you it ain't a soul that put fear in me (Yeah)
But I'm never on lack, you know this Glock right here with me
And I'm never on lack, you know this Glock right here with me
Need to go to church and cleanse, I know me soul filthy
Nigga, try me, I'm gon' empty out this whole .50 (Let it go)

AP on my wrist, you know that's a whole fifty
Maybe a whole sixty
That's your ho with me
She tryna roll with me
She tryna go with me
It ain't no ho with me
If it is then come show me
I need to pray more often God, I know you hear me calling
My niggas balling, for my brothers, you know I'm balling
No more talking, .44 BullDog get to barking
Guarantee we hit some, my nigga tell ya, yeah, he a marksman
You better watch out before you become a target

God, I'ma call on you, I hope that you could help me
I really miss my big bro, I wish he was here with me
I promised you it ain't a soul that put fear in me (Yeah)
But I'm never on lack, you know this Glock right here with me
And I'm never on lack, you know this Glock right here with me
Need to go to church and cleanse, I know my soul filthy
Nigga, try me, I'm gon' empty out this whole .50 (Let it go)

I just sit back late night, thinking 'bout all them great nights
Thinking 'bout the "He say, she say," I hear through the grapevine
Need to pray more cause it's too late, never really a great time

I need to pray more often God, I know you hear me calling
My niggas balling, for my brothers, you know I'm balling
No more talking, .44 BullDog get to barking
Guarantee we hit some, my nigga tell ya, yeah, he a marksman
You better watch out before you become a target
God, I'ma call on you, I hope that you could help me
I really miss my big bro, I wish he was here with me
Need to go to church and cleanse, I know my soul filthy (Need to go)

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