| Knowing what I know, I got to pray, I got to hope, I got to say I’m gonna make
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| it out, yeah
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| Going with the flow, I got a plant inside my hands, I’m on my knees,
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| I got to pray to God, yeah
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| And I don’t see no other way, I gotta make it out, yeah
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| Can’t live like this another day, I gotta make it out
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| Knowing what I know, I got to pray, I got to hope, I got to say I’m gonna make
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| it out, yeah
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| Going with the flow, I got a plant inside my hands, I’m on my knees,
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| I got to pray to God, yeah
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| And I don’t see no other way, I gotta make it out, yeah
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| Can’t live like this another day
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| My people know, perception is a clever disguise
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| Steady we roll, steady we navigate through the skies
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| Always been told «you better hurry, get out alive»
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| Nowhere to go
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| Nowhere to run to protect your hide
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| What if you hold, crumbled and cracked on a couple lies
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| It was still gone
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| Now you wonderin' where you fit in the file, better press on
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| Better hope that double click save your life
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| Gotta make it out
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| Shedding my skin, preparing to die
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| Gotta make it out
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| Here we go, here we go
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| We already know life can get difficult
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| Shake my head at you, headed for typical
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| Breaking bread with my niggas from years ago, years ago
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| Here we go, here we go
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| You already know life can get difficult
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| Shake my head at you, headed for typical
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| Breaking bread with my niggas from years ago, years ago
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| Bleeding led us cop the tone, now I’m sleeping better
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| Mama calling on the phone, I forget to text her
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| Lose sleep, cry week, biweekly
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| I talk to God, I don’t see him, but I need him
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| I’ve been running out of road for a minute
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| I watch this dirt turn to gold in a minute
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| I grab a sow and it’s written
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| Sit and wish and top it, just hope for a nigga
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| I’m feeling low, I’ma blow a whole O for my niggas
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| Knowing what I know, I got to pray, I got to hope, I got to say I’m gonna make
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| it out, yeah
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| Going with the flow, I got a plant inside my hands, I’m on my knees,
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| I got to pray to God, yeah
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| And I don’t see no other way, I gotta make it out, yeah
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| Can’t live like this another day, I gotta make it out
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| Knowing what I know, I got to pray, I got to hope, I got to say I’m gonna make
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| it out, yeah
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| Going with the flow, I got a plant inside my hands, I’m on my knees,
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| I got to pray to God, yeah
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| And I don’t see no other way, I gotta make it out, yeah
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| Can’t live like this another day, I gotta make it out
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| Here we go, here we go
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| We already know life can get difficult
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| Shake my head at you, headed for typical
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| Breaking bread with my niggas from years ago, years ago
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| Here we go, here we go
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| You already know life can get difficult
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| Shake my head at you, headed for typical
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| Breaking bread with my niggas from years ago, years ago |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Willow Tree , by - Spillage Village. Song from the album Bears Like This Too Much, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп