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West Orlando Flow 2
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Caleb Gordon
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2000, E-S-T O-C-O-E-E Had to let it go, let go and let God GMC what I was ridin' in but now, I’m movin' on I got wisdom from above like that one from Babylon Can’t you see that we goin' up in every single song? I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh" Ayy, this that West Orlando Flow again (Yeah) GMC up in the Charlotte skidded on the road again (Skidded on the road) I thought I was gon' get the ‘Yota but the problem is I just got a check, the dealership tryna take all of it But anyway, let’s switch it (Uh-huhn) It's been a minute and some things around me different (Things around me different) I dropped a song every week and stayed consistent (Yes, I did) Said I was trippin’, now, they tellin' me I’m gifted (Now, I’m gifted) Can’t let them numbers be distraction from this mission (Know I can't) I got a girl and soon, she 'bout to be my Mrs (‘Bout to be my wife) Thank God I found the one 'cause out there, it was vicious (It was crazy) 'Cause at the time, it’s hard to know them true intentions (Uh huh) They be like, “Caleb, how you feelin'?” Well, I’m feelin' great, I know God is good (God is good) Spread the gospel all up in the suburbs and up in the hood We eat the beat up like the Last Supper, finger lickin’ good I tell my sisters and I tell my brothers, go put down the wood Read the Script', go 'head, get the Word, go and let it speak You let the world, for too long, try to tell you to to be Hold on, turn me up some more, I still don’t think they hearin’ me If you ain’t G-O-D then you could never tell me who to be! (I know who I am!) Had to let it go, let go and let God GMC what I was ridin' in but now, I’m movin' on I got wisdom from above like that one from Babylon Can’t you see that we goin' up in every single song? I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh" Can’t let them numbers be distraction from my purpose (I know I can't) I be rappin' on the beat but I still worship (I love the Lord) No, I ain’t worried ‘bout a thing, know He still workin' (The Lord is good) I had to take the tag off 'cause I’m purchased (Yeah, I’m purchased) I had to take the bag off, He got my burdens (Okay, come here) I know I’m straight, I seen You feed the lil' birdies (Uh-huhn, He did) Like my name was Dan, I was really dirty I was in the sand, shakin' like I’m Murray (I was broke) ‘Til you pulled me up, quick and in a hurry (Where I go?) You turned my life around, just like a McFlurry (Oreo) Now I got vision, ‘member everything was blurry (Everything was blind) Was in the kitchen, momma cookin' with the curry (Cooking with the who?) No, I ain’t talkin' Stephen, we was eatin' curry (We was eating what?) Curry chicken, it was hittin’ with the rice (With the what?) I was lonely, now, I’m kickin’ it with Christ (At my feet) I made a choice and I ain’t never goin', "Bye" (Never ever) No more night 'cause the Son gave me light (I guess He did) You don’t know I— Had to let it go, let go and let God GMC what I was ridin' in but now, I’m movin' on I got wisdom from above like that one from Babylon Can’t you see that we goin' up in every single song? I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh", they ain’t even know what I was on I’m like, "Whoa-oh", cut the old me like the lawn I’m like, "Whoa-oh"
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