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Spiritual (feat. Trade Voorhees)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garry Richardson
Garry Richardson
Songwriter
STEPHAN EDWARD PERREN
STEPHAN EDWARD PERREN
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garry with Two R's
Garry with Two R's
Engineer
Trade Voorhees
Trade Voorhees
Producer
Our Square
Our Square
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Life come at you fast as Virgin phallus We ain't got the same taste I got a different pallate The bread's all the same But I make a different sandwich I ask for it Then you better have it I treat that money like Trump do pussy Bitch ima' grab it We all lost souls in Atlantis I went to college off scholarships And took it for granted I passed every class Three years in I left class stranded And with no degree The strip was my internship I realized as a rebel I ain't really learn shit Now I'm runnin' with the devil Matter fact I'm full sprint He be runnin' out of breath I let him catch up real quick like We runnin' buddies baby I would never leave you A lot of people think you evil They really fear you But a nigga like me pity you And shed tears too They only scared of the reflection That they see in you I'm pushin' forward baby I don't wait for miracles I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual It's God given That's what all them devils Fear it fo' I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual I'm pushin' forward baby I don't wait for miracles I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual It's God given But I bet you devils Feel me though I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual When I was lovey dovey Bitches barely wanna touch me I got ugly things got comfy They want that drama Before they was actin' funny No stand up Now I break them whores for they money I tax 'em And I don't really do no half efforts Even if I'm missin' limbs Ain't no half stepping I drop bombs And they lack weapons I got to work While they ass slept in I stay ten toes and They don't know where they headed I drop the pin For those with no direction I'm off the top And they all headless They virtue signal Like they on Reddit They all ethics If you let 'em tell it Mad at the stars Cause they not stellar I keep eating When I'm all fed up But in ya' face Let my nuts bless ya' I ain't goin back and forth With you tongue wrestlers You just bein' facetious With ya' dumb questions I'm pushin' forward baby I don't wait for miracles I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual It's God given That's what all them devils Fear it fo' I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual I'm pushin' forward baby I don't wait for miracles I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual It's God given But I bet you devils Feel me though I feel it in my spirit bitches This is spiritual
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