Текст песни
Praise
God
as
we
whistle
past
the
graveyard
Livin'
for
the
long
nights,
I
know
that
the
day's
hard
When
niggas
wan'
get
the
K,
not
a
day
job
That's
why
they
fall
where
they
lay,
never
case
solved
The
house
leaks
from
the
top
down
I
keep
a
mop,
I'm
at
the
top
now
I'm
on
a
lot
of
niggas'
tops
now
Hot
rounds
shellin',
I
send
'em
out
Sellin'
out
shows
by
word
of
mouth
'Member
I's
a
nigga
no
one
heard
about?
They
memorize
my
words
now
A
nigga
made
it
out
and
made
a
way
for
others
I
had
to
face
the
thunder,
that's
how
I
braced
the
storm
Wasn't
many
like
us
'fore
we
got
here,
but
we
changed
the
norms
Somebody
call
the
Forbes,
call
the
Lord,
call
it
what
you
want
Them
Hamaa
boys
runnin'
up
a
month
Went
to
Ibeg
in
Queens
for
the
month
Buy
my
queen
what
she
want
New
pumps
and
some
Yves
Saint
Laurents
New
comfort
levels
My
lifestyle's
moved
to
upper
level
I
got
my
head
in
the
stars
I
was
uninvolved,
Billy
Beane,
I
was
playin'
Moneyball
Went
from
prayin'
on
the
car
to
payin'
by
Bacardos
Grindin',
only
God
knows
my
hunger
Never
see
my
squad
goin'
under,
I
promise
you
that
Pleasure
I've
got
everything
I've
ever
wanted
Simpler
things
find
me
when
I'm
alone
When
I'm
alone
Where
I
belong
Lying
in
your
sheets
of
silk
and
satin's
got
me
weak
Hold
you
tight,
this
fire
body
wind
is
creepin'
up
on
me
I
go
L-H-R
to
swim,
so
wash
that
water
over
me
From
the
moment
that
we
touch
down
to
the
second
that
I
leave
New
comfort
levels
New
comfort
levels
1 Out of Sight
2 Norbit
3 Four Walls
4 Everyday Ppl
5 San Junipero
6 Roxane's Interlude
7 Comfort Levels
8 Mine
9 Erewhon
10 Sometimes
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