Goodfellas
Title | Goodfellas |
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Artist | Tony Ri’chard |
Album | Changes |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | Painter rapper bet a benji be the biggest nigha Know a hitta from the Chi know no witness nigha Last scripture red told me that it's finish nigha Boys say they making moves but I'm a business nigha Painter Rapper, how I feel I'm a realist Know some kids from the city turn ta killers (dlatt) Got some fiends in my family turn ta Thriller Yea I'm praying for the millions and I'm praying that heal us Awe man Why they had to get me started See a army See a sea Father God how I part it? Never fishing yet they asking how i caught Threw a line up in the water That's redemption God bought it nigha Things change when you really gotta purpose Snatching purses in ya verses Only show me what your worth is I was purchased, them die daily hearses Some was lost seeds, feel upon the surface For the vultures and the serpents Now they lurking while I'm serving You just couldn't see the vision I got the jazz in me nigha Fresh Prince in the 7's And Do a show in my 6's All my senses are vivid And All my sins are forgiving You might also likeOh How I'm doing? I'm living And beating all of my villains I Crack the Bible in kitchens You Feel the sword yea I'm sticking It's only words why you flinching ? Don't sneak me prevention Twitter rappers want @mentions Bae Why these girls want attention Painter rapper bet a benji be the biggest nigha Know a hitta from the Chi know no witness nigha Last scripture red told me that it's finish nigha Boys say they making moves but I'm a business nigha Painter Rapper, how I feel I'm a realist Know some kids from the city turn ta killers (dlatt) Got some fiends in my family turn ta Thriller Yea I'm praying for the millions and I'm praying that heal us Devils calling my phone The Day my daughter was born C-sectioned my wife So her stomach was torn I'm having dreams People yelling Tony while I perform Dem earthquakes and rainy days Baaa my life is a storm Everyday I would cry & Every night I would mourn But I blended the flesh and I shadowed thorn Evil playing with you mind "They call you child of the corn" I'm crochêd in the faith So knitters bring in the yarn Got some white in my blood But I'm dying in black Smell some cat in these men Too much of momma attached Line em up and I wax Mj got my back My aunt black is attached Blucka blucka I'm busting at all the suckas Be a man that is breaking off your brothers mother Be yourself Dont be copying ta fake another Ladies seek in heart before you even lovers If you get caught in the moment Better use them rubbers I'm looking up at the sky The Father hover above us When my life is on high The devil try ta bus us I don't wanna be famous I duck and hide in covers Can't never fake my struggle Getting old like Danny Glover 4th quarter triple double Raining three's I'm a puddle All my poems coming subtle Bae I gotta get a ring Right now don't have the time to cuddle Ant preparing for the harvest If I'm treading never muzzle Nigha And we fly, we fly, we fly And we fly, we fly, we fly When we die |