Princeton - Lord Save Me lyrics

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Princeton - Lord Save Me lyrics

Waking up making sure we all gotta eat You live you learn, you always gotta believe Made some bucks, met this shawty down the street Dark skin girl wasn’t thinking for a bit Got screwed with many plans, Mom’s plan, daddy’s plan I was striving to survive, hoping on God’s plan Getting out the mud seeing ni**as ain’t real I’ve been shedding tears couple times every week Lord save me, Lord save me I was skipping school with shawty, please dont forsake me Talk to God lotta times but i haven’t done that lately Hanging out with thugs didn’t forget home training Dont forsake me, I’m your baby Hit the b*tch in her ass, yeah I’ve been hitting firmly Seminal fluid, we doing the fu*king theory Mama called me 3’0’clock, thats fu*king scary Waking up knowing we all gotta eat Opps got evict, the gang getting lit We dont sleep at night cos we all gotta grind Cos the hustle keep going and the money keep coming Oh God, Oh Lord, please bless this hustle Take away the sorrows, am coming clean with the flows Withdrawing my cash in euros In a min, fu*ked these lil hoes I’ve been seeking for this millions If you made it out the mud, Gumbo hero Waking up making sure we all gotta eat You live you learn, you always gotta believe Made some bucks, met this shawty down the street Dark skin girl wasn’t thinking for a bit Got screwed with many plans, Mom’s plan, daddy’s plan I was striving to survive, hoping on God’s plan Getting out the mud seeing ni**as ain’t real I’ve been shedding tears couple times every week Lord save me, Lord save me I was skipping school with shawty, please dont forsake me Talk to God lotta times but i haven’t done that lately Hanging out with thugs didn’t forget home training Dont forsake me, I’m your baby Hit the b*tch in her ass, yeah I’ve been hitting firmly Seminal fluid, we doing the fu*king theory Mama called me 3’0’clock, thats fu*king scary Party started, b*tches wanna get a lot at night Ass clapping b*tches, this could, this could be a better night Mama steady calling, son you really need a better life Sound getting louder, I can, I can really take your life Deep chat, She’s quaffing on this mic on Saying something different We should let bygone be bygone QI’m a real killer, she so trusting on my gun You really need God, prolly so you can get your life going Waking up making sure we all gotta eat You live you learn, you always gotta believe Made some bucks, met this shawty down the street Dark skin girl wasn’t thinking for a bit Got screwed with many plans, Mom’s plan, daddy’s plan I was striving to survive, hoping on God’s plan Getting out the mud seeing ni**as ain’t real I’ve been shedding tears couple times every week Scary Scary

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