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My Heart To Joy Watch Me Live

show the World how yall respectin me [Chorus] [Verse 3] All my homies aint my homies hell my friends no longer want me im still hungry as I was when I did my first live

gonna call me too soon The reason why I had to have my son And every time I've ever opened my mouth And said something 'bout living was to earn my ones

ll see me come runnin' To the sound of your strummin' Fill my heart with joy and gladness I've lived too long in the shadows of sadness My doubt is cast

strings through boat motors My kitchen fridge look like Jeffery Dahmer's Boys screamin' for mama from the drama My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up Yo

dope I went to my homie, said, "Give me the sack" He disappeared quick, and he came right back He said, "You owe me a g, I give you a week You fuck up my

so bright, they make me pure They make me pure, they make me pure I long to be with you They make me pure, they make me pure I long to be with you

', you feel me? They wanna test me and press my buttons, oh really? Allow Uncle L to hip y'all to somethin', uh, uh Yeah, uh, check it out There's a living

, just to get my mind clear That's why I smoke so much, 'cause it relieve my stress Just imagine, everyday I gotta wear my vest I gotta watch my back

game, we run businesses Watch us shine and watch the world be our witnesses Observe real though half ceiling of blow rhymin' Deniro dough Dundalero yo let the steel blow hear me