Truthfully, truthfully
It's a lotta b*tches missin who I used to be
Can't deny the shit affected who I choose to be
But I been working I'm deserving of the jewelry's
On my bezel, check the levels, This shit choosing me
She's a jezebel well i wish her very well
She tell her friends she miss the slayin, and The merry bells
He Scared of hell, he been repenting with tha fairy tales
I'm Very skilled
On the wood gettin hella still
I hate a crowd but I'm patrolling with fellas still
Prolly shoulda never told em that I never would
Cause when i could they was claiming how i never will
Well pass the word
Told my brothers back to work
I'm past the hurt
Made it through at last, It worked
They done told me like
When you make it last, you first
Haters on me like my shit is only average, church
Tell the truth now, make it like yo pastors word
Hell Im proof how, Satan ain't got half the nerve
Doing 90 I, never shoulda rode with Deja
Two behind me I just tell em who to roll with later
Facts is burned, talkin bout the Status earned
The plaids is Burb, I walk in like a tax return
I'm twice as him
Soon as niggas lights is dim
They prices bend
But i ain't got a life to spend
Yall write what's in
But ya ain't really right within
In life, we sin
Just gotta make it right with Him
I'm type to win
Shit Even as a child, I won
They bite, its Swiss
I'm cheesing like the proudest sun
Shinest kid
Promise you the lights is His
Drive is mine
I'll show em where the license is
Im nice as shit
Throw on different types of fits
We fight we clique
We know we ain't the types to split
I used to be but now that shorty choosing me
I choose to be committed to her truthfully
This true for me they bite and wanna chew for me
And truthfully I done let em get a few from me
Well usually we hooping where the shooters be
The ruger speak and there's nothing she won't do for me
It's you and me so how you want it - 2s or 3s
It's twos a piece, and now you gotta shoot for these
Cheeeeeeeeese
That's the flash of the cam
This the light of a Child
In the class of the lambs
Where Visions pass in the sky
I'm not the average man
He not a average God
I'm giving back what I can
And keeping classics alive
You see the flash in my eyes
Cheeeeeeeeeese
Cheeno Ghee - Little Light of Mind Lyrics
Cheeno Ghee - Little Light of Mind Lyrics
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Truthfully, truthfully
It's a lotta b*tches missin who I used to be
Can't deny the shit affected who I choose to be
But I been working I'm deserving of the jewelry's
On my bezel, check the levels, This shit choosing me
She's a jezebel well i wish her very well
She tell her friends she miss the slayin, and The merry bells
He Scared of hell, he been repenting with tha fairy tales
I'm Very skilled
On the wood gettin hella still
I hate a crowd but I'm patrolling with fellas still
Prolly shoulda never told em that I never would
Cause when i could they was claiming how i never will
Well pass the word
Told my brothers back to work
I'm past the hurt
Made it through at last, It worked
They done told me like
When you make it last, you first
Haters on me like my shit is only average, church
Tell the truth now, make it like yo pastors word
Hell Im proof how, Satan ain't got half the nerve
Doing 90 I, never shoulda rode with Deja
Two behind me I just tell em who to roll with later
Facts is burned, talkin bout the Status earned
The plaids is Burb, I walk in like a tax return
I'm twice as him
Soon as niggas lights is dim
They prices bend
But i ain't got a life to spend
Yall write what's in
But ya ain't really right within
In life, we sin
Just gotta make it right with Him
I'm type to win
Shit Even as a child, I won
They bite, its Swiss
I'm cheesing like the proudest sun
Shinest kid
Promise you the lights is His
Drive is mine
I'll show em where the license is
Im nice as shit
Throw on different types of fits
We fight we clique
We know we ain't the types to split
I used to be but now that shorty choosing me
I choose to be committed to her truthfully
This true for me they bite and wanna chew for me
And truthfully I done let em get a few from me
Well usually we hooping where the shooters be
The ruger speak and there's nothing she won't do for me
It's you and me so how you want it - 2s or 3s
It's twos a piece, and now you gotta shoot for these
Cheeeeeeeeese
That's the flash of the cam
This the light of a Child
In the class of the lambs
Where Visions pass in the sky
I'm not the average man
He not a average God
I'm giving back what I can
And keeping classics alive
You see the flash in my eyes
Cheeeeeeeeeese
It's a lotta b*tches missin who I used to be
Can't deny the shit affected who I choose to be
But I been working I'm deserving of the jewelry's
On my bezel, check the levels, This shit choosing me
She's a jezebel well i wish her very well
She tell her friends she miss the slayin, and The merry bells
He Scared of hell, he been repenting with tha fairy tales
I'm Very skilled
On the wood gettin hella still
I hate a crowd but I'm patrolling with fellas still
Prolly shoulda never told em that I never would
Cause when i could they was claiming how i never will
Well pass the word
Told my brothers back to work
I'm past the hurt
Made it through at last, It worked
They done told me like
When you make it last, you first
Haters on me like my shit is only average, church
Tell the truth now, make it like yo pastors word
Hell Im proof how, Satan ain't got half the nerve
Doing 90 I, never shoulda rode with Deja
Two behind me I just tell em who to roll with later
Facts is burned, talkin bout the Status earned
The plaids is Burb, I walk in like a tax return
I'm twice as him
Soon as niggas lights is dim
They prices bend
But i ain't got a life to spend
Yall write what's in
But ya ain't really right within
In life, we sin
Just gotta make it right with Him
I'm type to win
Shit Even as a child, I won
They bite, its Swiss
I'm cheesing like the proudest sun
Shinest kid
Promise you the lights is His
Drive is mine
I'll show em where the license is
Im nice as shit
Throw on different types of fits
We fight we clique
We know we ain't the types to split
I used to be but now that shorty choosing me
I choose to be committed to her truthfully
This true for me they bite and wanna chew for me
And truthfully I done let em get a few from me
Well usually we hooping where the shooters be
The ruger speak and there's nothing she won't do for me
It's you and me so how you want it - 2s or 3s
It's twos a piece, and now you gotta shoot for these
Cheeeeeeeeese
That's the flash of the cam
This the light of a Child
In the class of the lambs
Where Visions pass in the sky
I'm not the average man
He not a average God
I'm giving back what I can
And keeping classics alive
You see the flash in my eyes
Cheeeeeeeeeese
Writer: Minea Driver
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid