Jim Jones

Jim Jones - My My My lyrics

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N they shootin, I must be on top <br>

(it's clear up here) <br>

We coopin we must be inta trouble, <br>

Some hard type shit that cost a quarter mill a pop <br>

It makes me laugh ha, life is so ironic, <br>

How I would get tha cash I become so iconable <br>

Cop the fast cars that come with the trip tonic panel <br>

I live the life that's filled with the jealousy <br>

Doomed from the start its like we born wit a felony <br>

Wheres the longevity <br>

We in the place where best friends become enemies <br>

And foul nigguhs got the tendency <br>

You gotta watch what you wish for <br>

I hope to god its on a switchboard <br>

When I'm tryin to say a prayer and I'm callin hope you listen lord <br>

See its just my position lord <br>

Gotta me smokin on this blunt while I'm lookin at the sky <br>

Make it rain so I know the doves cry. <br>

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Lord do you hear me praying, when I'm lookin at the sky <br>

I hope you can hear what I'm saying <br>

Its like my, my, my <br>

Im not really complaining, but it makes me wanna cry <br>

I know you can see what I'm saying <br>

Its like my, my, my <br>

Its like my, my, my <br>

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Cuz god aint cryin when the sky starts to rain <br>

That must u and god in heaven poppin champagne <br>

And speakin of the shams, remember in Miami <br>

You got bent pussy it was your first trip wit me <br>

We was goin hard to many bottles up in free-vay <br>

U was goin crazy wit my Haitian man t-sway <br>

Pass that on the twins I had teesh fer like 3 days <br>

And I cant forget ur b-day <br>

We had dead body tap we was deeper then aye <br>

And now I'm just wishin I could see a nigguh face <br>

And they kill, bang bang, did u get it wit em yet <br>

And its a damn shame because nigguhs still upset <br>

Like chita chala god musta needed y'all <br>

I think about the street dream saw how we were born <br>

But now all I got is the memories of two great soldiers <br>

That are dear friends of me <br>

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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>

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To tell you both the truth, I aint doin the best <br>

Im tryin to keep a positive mind movin thru the stress <br>

Im tryin to stay afloat, they say I'm doin the most <br>

Im doin way to much I'm playin death to close <br>

Im think bout the thought of goin back to court <br>

For the petty little games I really should avoid <br>

But its the calculator risk on how we make the chip <br>

Realizin if I slip its a bottomless pit <br>

If you'd a filled my shoes, would you walk a mile <br>

Let the media tear you down and turn around and smile <br>

I thank god that I'm alive to see a black president <br>

We screamin yes we can but that wont change the deficit <br>

That aint really even the best of it, <br>

You catch me in the streets I will surly tell you the rest of it <br>

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<i>[Chorus]</i><br>

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