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Correct September 3rd Lyrics
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Correct September 3rd
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[Verse: Lute] Pop bottles, pour liquor to the grave Shit I do this for my aunt that couldn't live to see the day And my niggas got kids on the way, so I do this for my niggas and my kids someday Shit, so pray to god that I'm their father When im seeing these hoes they looking good for future daughters Will the dog pave the road paint the road and get her caught up Thats why I find it better, its better then I taught her A nigga ain't shit so when that sectional is brought up She can easily tell a nigga that ain't the way the she was brought up Daddy teach you better cause my daddy taught me nada Shit, not a damn thing So when these devils out here lurking, who gon' save my soul mayne Money hungry for these dollars cause myself I got to gain Past bitches swear they love me, they just say that shit in vain My bad bitch my one and only picture perfect check her frame Shit, so what the fuck I need a maid for These bitches in my city probably fucked my whole circle Shit, I work hard to obtain bro Fuck you mean you hardly scratching the surface Live fast, die hard, try hard at your purpose Cause, in the end we all lay where the earth is Do anything you mention as your mission to be urgent Skys the limit bro make every minute worth it And my auntie yelling preach, how many secrets in these churches So who are we to trust, there ain't no jobs for us So education is a must but then what happened to these teachers being teach teaching my niece All the wrong things, so I pray to black jesus Never lost faith restored the faith into my people And wether a straight or gay, god made us all equal White, black or brown we got all the same features, so I pray to black Jesus I think the world need me and this just might be my reason
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