Download another clean mp3 audio song lyrics by A-Q and this amazing new music is titled “Abraham’s Blessings” Ft BabyBoyParis.
Actually this wonderful track is popped out of his newly released album which is titled ‘Golden EP”.
Listen up below!.
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LYRICS
Oh no, no, no, no, yea
BabyBoy for the girl you know yea
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yea, yea
I know what you gonna say
That I want that life, living the good life
I just wanna wake up in a penthouse suite
Say no to wahala, just want flex and chill
With a lady for my corner, vibes and things
Enjoyment and me, go like rice and beans, nah nah
all these blessings
(Lights, lights, lights) all these blessings
(Lights flashing lights) all these blessings
(Lights, lights, lights, la-la-lights)
Sometimes I think for hours and envision my game plan
Never get caught up in name brands
For 75 years Abraham used to be Abram
Waited for God’s call now is game time
Delay was not denial my life is an example
When trials become triumph, kept my faith in the Bible
Free game to disciples tried to hold me for libel
Judas and the Messiah, an inevitable cycle
My winning streak coming with clean sheets
Tell us your secrets how you floating on these beats
I tell the true story, don’t believe in these fleets
Fleets of cars when we creep these mean streets
Me, M and Loose that used be three jeeps
And now I’m getting money from rapper’s releases
Or how they throwing punches but really they mean please
I’m really, really done with these beefs please
I know what you gonna say
That I want that life, living the good life
I just wanna wake up in a penthouse suite
No to wahala, just want flex and chill
With a lady for my corner, vibes and things
Enjoyment and me, go like rice and beans
Mama lost two sons, can’t help the dead with it
I made my case and came to terms with it, bled with it
Took these sticks and stones made my bed with it, laid in it
Brought my babe in it, came in it
The sacrifices I almost put a blade in it
Like Abraham to Isaac, God had a way with it
Cast my lot on relations betrayal came with it
Take no one for granted, sometimes angels may visit
How they mad ’cause I don’t kiss their ass
Calculate my dues with what I paid ’em in cash
Calculate my views with what I gave in the past
Calculate my streams with the sales I made at last
Sail the Atlas, pray that I’d crash
Haven’t touched my royalties since I made my last
Album, how come, tell us what you’re really into
Best rap album I did with it without a single
