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Interprète Craig Vill

Paroles de la chanson Rich Man's Outro (feat. Naseemah Jackson) par Craig Vill lyrics officiel

Rich Man's Outro (feat. Naseemah Jackson) est une chanson en Anglais

The Rent Was Due
This Can't Be a Craig Vill Song
See how I can make this fucking tape and we got no funds
Can't afford the 808s we rocking out with no drums
Even had a press release and got it done in four months
Got me fucking hungry like I never had me no lunch
Money, Money, Money only thing that's on my mind now
Visa on a diva she smiling it won't decline now
All up in that store, get her some more of what she find now
Only can imagine what she want if I get signed now
Told niggas I'd be fine
So sit back and then recline
I tried to sell my soul to give em hope cause I ain't need mine
But now I think I changed
After seeing all they pain
And all I do is hold that umbrella to shield that rain
And through it all
We took some falls
And drowned em in that alcohol
And some would even say that was the day I lost my faith
And then he called me standing tall
And said my son you had a ball
But now I see you prayed to me
I'm sorry for that wait
We hate the rats but when we die we those that must confess
Explain to God why we put them through post traumatic stress
For a get back
For a quick stack
Desperate times
Desperate measures
Are you with that
See From the ground to the dirt to the penthouse momma we'll make it
And if I got a shot to get us out you know that I'm finna take it
I just want the money but It come with the price of me famous
So I won't even trip I'm on this ship that's aiming only for greatness
Father, I come to you for peace
For clarity in the mind
That everything leadin' to this point was necessary
For clarity to know everything
Just might be fine
I pray that those who prayed against us find solace in their failure
And you forgive them for their malice
I pray you keep me humble through my summits
And lift me from my valleys
Shield my eyes from the shadows
And point them to the light in which I belong
The light in which I was made, the light in which I was born
Through Philadelphia days where it was always sunny,
Where we lived and died with Pennsylvania's money
As a Poet laureate so notorious
That I wouldn't like me either on the other sides
When the rent was due and I resorted to desperate measures
In desperate times
Keep me safe, help me maintain my faith
I understand that all great things in your name
Is always worth the wait
In Jesus name I pray, amen
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Auteurs: Craig Jackson-Johnson, Naseemah Jackson
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