I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
I'm on the look out searching for something to feel
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout the lust nah cause I need real
What's the point if you a stranger in the morning
Don't get me now just listen to all my recordings
All the notes that I got kept up in my iPhone
All these records and beats you won't lay your eyes on
All these monologues that I sit through at night time
While I'm sitting roof-top gazing at the skyline
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
Prayers up
Hands up
I been feeling blessed up
Bout to go all night
So I guess that I'll be dressed up
Sessed up, confessing
I'ma write a sad song
Now I'm off a pill
Maybe it'll be my last song
Rest in pieces
Bitch I got no love left
I'ma ball like Christian but I'm staying f*cking love sick
Outer space cadet
Quit your bitch like cut it
What the f*ck is sleep
I call that death's first cousin
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (Wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
(Rest in peaces)
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I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
I'm on the look out searching for something to feel
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout the lust nah cause I need real
What's the point if you a stranger in the morning
Don't get me now just listen to all my recordings
All the notes that I got kept up in my iPhone
All these records and beats you won't lay your eyes on
All these monologues that I sit through at night time
While I'm sitting roof-top gazing at the skyline
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
Prayers up
Hands up
I been feeling blessed up
Bout to go all night
So I guess that I'll be dressed up
Sessed up, confessing
I'ma write a sad song
Now I'm off a pill
Maybe it'll be my last song
Rest in pieces
Bitch I got no love left
I'ma ball like Christian but I'm staying f*cking love sick
Outer space cadet
Quit your bitch like cut it
What the f*ck is sleep
I call that death's first cousin
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (Wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
(Rest in peaces)
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
I'm on the look out searching for something to feel
Ain't give a f*ck 'bout the lust nah cause I need real
What's the point if you a stranger in the morning
Don't get me now just listen to all my recordings
All the notes that I got kept up in my iPhone
All these records and beats you won't lay your eyes on
All these monologues that I sit through at night time
While I'm sitting roof-top gazing at the skyline
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
Prayers up
Hands up
I been feeling blessed up
Bout to go all night
So I guess that I'll be dressed up
Sessed up, confessing
I'ma write a sad song
Now I'm off a pill
Maybe it'll be my last song
Rest in pieces
Bitch I got no love left
I'ma ball like Christian but I'm staying f*cking love sick
Outer space cadet
Quit your bitch like cut it
What the f*ck is sleep
I call that death's first cousin
I been on my grind been writing in the stu
I done worked too hard and come too far to lose
We got one option and that don't include to fail
They gon' say damn he a bad man like Christian Bale
Mama calling she been worried for my health
It's gon' be fine soon as we get these songs to sell
Toss a Sacagawea inside the well (Wishing well)
And pray the Lord on my soul to keep out of hell
(Pray for me)
(Rest in peaces)
Writer: Davis Glanton
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