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aye god - van buren records lyrics

aye god
fair to say was sinning, still ya angel
aye god
making short decision had to face em
aye god
gave ya hand when felix was in danger
aye god
sh*t ain’t been the same how could i change up
aye god
it’s like we had a million conversations
aye god
longest time i thought you playing favorites
aye god
i can’t feel a thing that made me jaded
aye god
think its for a better, they can’t save me
aye god
taking my position
jackie paisley
switch occasion
tons of b*tches say i ain’t sh*t
can’t just take up what they sayin
its entertainment
lot of feelings lеft up cause these b*tchеs too invasive
on the plane, wicked, politicin with invada
celebrate winnin, hunnit pagans, up in vegas
still the same n*ggas with cause, y’all n*ggas not wavy
in the bas*m*nt, waiting. we been impatient
fake reminiscing, can’t sit with you
you too lazy
dressing like i sold a brick of caine up in the 80s
anything we be then thru
end of day, i’m still yo baby
daily, my stomach aching, was tryna change it
lately, been doing too much think they moving shady
learn a thing or 2 up in this sh*t
it’s what you make it
gang sh*t, lets stack it, til we crack the ceiling baby
lay with me lot of pain in me
feeling anxious

aye god
fair to say was sinning, still ya angel
aye god
making short decision had to face em
aye god
gave ya hand when felix was in danger
aye god
sh*t ain’t been the same how could i change up
aye god
god playing favorites
n*gga, i’m bless
but alot of my n*ggas is gone
trapped in the system
the rest of em buried and dead
them n*ggas ain’t coming back home
i go on my phone
and look at old text messages
i cry and it helps me to cope
cause n*ggas is stressed and depressed
i ain’t a ref, but n*ggas get flagrant with techs
n*ggas is throwing their sets
scriptures get tatted on flesh
i ain’t religious but n*ggas threw holy water in the baking soda
just to bless up the work
we gon cook it the best
n*ggas just talking that sh*t
n*ggas is feeling the wrist
i just spent a couple thousand
up in saks fifth
got the sales associate f*ck’n with gang
while we pop’n the cris
yeah this is it
rather be judged by 12
then to be carried by 6
if the vibes is right
and she dress fly
imma f*ck around and fall in love with the b*tch
lord willin’ got the top down in virginia grinding while bumpin the clipse
marni calf hair all green n*ggas f*cked around and thought i married the grinch
aye god
fair to say was sinning, still ya angel
aye god
making short decision had to face em
aye god
gave ya hand when felix was in danger
aye god
sh*t ain’t been the same how could i change up
aye god

aye god aye god my n*gga gon cook em like the based god
we could really go toe to toe if you tryna have a face off
full trunk going coast to coast like i’m tryna p*ss the states off
almost had to fight the engineer cause he ain’t let me get my takes off
he ain’t let me get my takes off i had my brother go pay him a visit
i got these b*tches that’s waitin on me in the lobby and they want play game like a scrimmage
my brotha told you that this ain’t a image
and i just hit me a stain like a blemish
how you gon judge if u don’t know the premise
the money just stack and it never diminish
when i look down i see n*ggas that think that they standin right over me
when this sh*t drop the labels gon give us a bag like we buyin groceries
i got that b*tter cream all on my fit that might be why you is not holding me
you really talking to me like you my og but you are just old to me
they know i get it shaking and cracking and spinning around and around like a rotary
and my shooter gon hit everything that they can’t see and i ain’t talkin bout jodeci
i talk to my n*gga like aye god cause of what the five percenters told to me
and invada been thinking bout running for president i really hope that you vote for me

- van buren records lyrics

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