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Bless The Fall Times Like These

we had nothing and strived for something I remember when we were young, we had nothing and strived for something And now I want to know like fire, come and drown with me like

Peter Gunz like what? The Lord Tariq is like what? Soundview like what? One-seventy-fourth like what? Money Boss like what? The Gun Runners like what? And KNS like what? And Uptown like

friend, but all these years Face to face, ain't nobody said nuthin' Livin' in these wicked days, tryin' to get over my wicked ways Time after time I

don't deserve 'em. Murder one, if a nigga go murdered them all, they fall. Nigga wanna see the Bone fall, y'all, but naw, we too raw. I remember, back

it was not for them blessings Weak evil thought would control my whole existence We preach and speak true belief from But then this family tree would fall Crumble like

. Nigga whatever you niggas want we bringing it Thug Luv nigga what time is it? I don't give a fuck where you lay at It's time to slay these bitch made

And I'll call you back God bless It's been so long Since I've held you Yet thoughts of you come to me And your face appears while lying here It's like

I need and all Twitch like seasons, when the summers, spring and fall In back seat of my jeep, I'm chrome veet and all On the hunt for these girls was like

The Greatest East Atlanta Key Imma Header WHile YOu Drippin Y'all Niggers Like Some Ice Cream Nigger Teen Tyt Team Of Some Sound Like Me Some Tryin