Friday, 31 August 2012

Kent Money – God Bless Lyrics

"Kent Money – God Bless" 



"Kent Money – God Bless Lyrics"



Let the smoke ray us higher
Ah son is fire that’s what they do
to what nigga once they encounter your priors
real niggas speak the bitch in hard gonna freak
bad bitches of playing hoes but your situation is blink
my mama said fuck nigga gonna get your money son
my heart said fuck heard you ain’t the only one
my mom write every situation I took
I remember taking the seat without groove be over look
but fuck nigga I’m doing thing I never thought I get to
players took contradictions with arms leve the pistols
I mean nothing certain but death till I stress
til you niggas move away only do what to keep the way
Oh Lord, bless them all who judge me for being different
I know that they wanna love it won’t speak it but now they listen
keep reminding if you speaking this reasons that I don’t listen
no reasons turning to seasons, they ..you came I’m missing up mother fucker

I know they wish the worse for a nigga
God bless, so today they say the hurse for a nigga
God bless, everybody doing dirt for a nigga
God bless, nothing freaky know I work for a nigga

One day they hate you, next day they praise you
stop giving them fucks up
when I make moves nigga lot what?
nowadays they think you playin when you talk us all
but late on they gonna be payin just to walk in tour
tree blowin but wearin prestige knowin
type of nigga that I’m big up to see as nigga split up
a house for all these people account
the people meet when is nothing to make a profit
no niggas in case I drop it, I’m a hustler by choice
no voice by faith..nigga by worse other I stril nigga by wase
street raise my feet, chine raised my hands
cup shook my mom stay that lane..this answer for that
I’ma give her everything that I..through in the residential
unless you attaching prissy, off then I’m thinking back
and mistakes I make with deadly
and nigga still alive for that forever ride
desired to be a king and spot to be greater
no sense to settle.. when you know you ain’t promise later
speaking in third person when sun and vision ain’t working
seeing from different angle it’s still they closing the curtain
mother fucker

I know they wish the worse for a nigga
God bless, so today they say the hurse for a nigga
God bless, everybody doing dirt for a nigga
God bless, nothing freaky know I work for a nigga


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