I don't know what you're looking for you haven't found it baby, that's for sure You rip me up and spread me all around in the dust of the deed of time And this is not a case of lust, you see it's not
Fake idols set the path where minds get lost, All is faded, no one stands A bunch of candles makes me see The shades of a filthy masterpiece! I lived for, I cried for The eyes that now I want t
Yo this Chris Rock. I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose. That's how we do it. That's all we do. Belaire Rose! Eatin' Wingstop, what you know about Wingstop
feat. Chris Rock Produced By Black Metaphor [Skit: Chris Rock] Yo this Chris Rock! I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay. We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose. That's how we do it. That's all we
We see through your disguise False idols in our eyes We're stronger We are the We ain't gonna lose no sleep if you hate us Now we're in way too deep on our way up Think we're gonna stop because a fak
Faith intentionally grown and decayed in conceit from every praise, God needs your money Divine revelation descending ask magnificent buildings Believes gods came down and savor the luxurious amenitie
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