Lyrics

I've been ballin' like it's my last Left it all on the court, now they askin' me for one more dance Take it all off the floor, hang it all on the wall My jersey put up, ain't one more chance I put down the pills, let's keep it real I lost my cool, that shit ain't cool Ridin' and stollin' will, with a hole in the gear That shit ain't P, that shit ain't me Gettin' caught on lack, keep it a stack That shit ain't safe, that shit ain't G I had more than a G when they reported me It was me, Ike who caught that case That's the second case we beat together I tried to hide the tree in leather It's hard to hide under seats in Tesla's It's hard not to fall asleep in Tesla's I wanna see all my niggas leave the scene Tesla's This harassment, I'm in my zone What the hell goin' on Why you askin' me for one more chance Damn near done collapsed, my lung collapsed Lord, I ask you for one more breath At the top of the hill, I can't stand but kneel The Lord askin' me for one more step All I need is two, I can't see it through But I got one more left I believe in me, and I can see in me It's a little more air, it ain't no more stairs I pray on days, I ain't ignore your ways you ain't ignore my prayers Now my time is in, I'm high within If you deny me in, let me get one more stare Cause it's hot below, I've been hot before I'd rather be up top, that's up to the Father of death I thank you for life, I thank you for right, and All the right and wrongs that I learned along Goin' home or choosin' violence You sittin' on the throne, you forever on And I'm forever me, wherever me is seen And wherever leaves can be green And wherever seeds can be clean For the love of Christ, I love Christ I never cursed him in my life But I thought I was lookin' at angels I was confused by the angles By the angles I thought I was lookin' at angels Angels, angels
Writer(s): Miles Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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