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Till I Die
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Young Thug
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I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man who will stand strong We got London On Da Track Uh, I got London on the Track, baby He might go jail for serving this crack, baby Rich the Kid, we in the trap, baby But he might be lucky 'cause he’ll serve all of these rappers, baby (Ah) I'm sitting up high, I'm in the nose bleed (Ayy) I got extendo under my extendo tee Momma, I'm not gon' let these n***as murk me I'll be damned if these Bloods let him hurt me I think I see some blood, my baby hurt me I swear to God I’m Herby Curby working Lil mama super wet, I call her squirty Like skeet skeet That pu**y retarded, I, I go the hardest, I I, I, I nutted inside with the carbon, why Why, why would you do this to me? It hurts if it don't seems I'ma, I'ma block it out just by counting these knots I'm just kidding, I think not I'ma hold this weight down, even though it's a lot And I'ma take off on your n***a, no astronaut And I'm the motherf**king man, I'm not no boy And I got a playroom if you wanna see some toys And I got extendo, look like I got two rods And I got a 6 Plus, look like an iPod My kids go by uh, Jacob, Kyvion, Haiti, Hayden, Amir, Maury And I swear to God I ain't sorry, b*t*h I got a maid that'll watch 'em in the dark And I got some sisters that'll watch 'em like a guardian Plus I got some elders that'll watch 'em like a guard It don't matter if I leave, I know my bro gon' do my part Hey, hey, b*t*h come stumbling in my car I'll just terminate him, then I'll leave him with a scar I can't be no hater, b*t*hes gambling when in Vegas I'd be bustin' tomatoes if I was ever gated b*t*h, I know the business, I been nominated lately I bust in her face, so yeah, she know that's not my baby Hey, I'ma cook them cakes no Easy Baker We got something to get so we need that tow truck stable Hey, b*t*hes see these floors and get hot Yes, I'm living it up, my bed in the sky Yes, I heard you're the king of the rock But when I hit it like a hit stick I make it shock, yeah Flip flop paint going down the street Minks all on my floor, now that b*t*h look just like a sheep Help me find love, help me find love, Stevie, I can't see I'm a snake, you know my tail stinging, plus I'm a Bee I might turn you up if you get right, no Mama Dee Yeah, no Mama Dee, but I'm spitting so hard I might just lose my teeth (Woah) Tree top, trill lil leaf (Hah) Baby bought the Gerby Feed her lobster, Kirby I don't trust you, no worry Oops, I meant worthy I know it's kinda hard to get the Words I'm saying, I'm steady praying, amen Please forgive me for my sins, please twin I don't wanna be departed from you, you me and You know I'm you Hundred miles an hour, you control the coupe Thank you for giving me these golds, no flute Please make 'em understand that I ain't no fruit Please make 'em understand I only f**k coochie Please forgive me for my sins Please, please, please forgive me All I wanna do is win I don't write so I don't want the pen I promise I'm in love with my kids I'm thankful for everything I get Lord knows that I take care of my kin I promise I hope it never ends I hear the cry of an angel I hear the scream of a man
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