Landon Eisley - 17 chapels

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

Alright, okay, all this good is callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, okay, I just hope that I have what it takes to make it through the night

I just wanna live it in the moment, if the mission's sipping purp, then I'm on it

Truth is, I'ma feel it in the moment, but I ain't trippin' too hard cause I'm want it now

I got 99 problems, I should plead the fifth, a real stingy ass nigga, I ain't leavin' spliffs
So read this shit, fan ass niggas wanna autograph, keep a pic, blow bills on a nigga like Beatrix

My real dog ass niggas empty the clip, they keep a stick, unleashing in it
Condemnin' all of these haters to the deep abyss, they reachin' it, they seem affixed

Hit the school, make it rain on the principal, sky fallin' on me, muddy got me mythical

My one and only paradise is the centerfold, all of these antidotes got me up at my pinnacle
Psychedelic visuals looking visible, I swear nobody can ever see what I'm finna do
It's really criminal, it's really criminal, get down to earth, ain't talkin' about no gin and juice

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

My mind is flyin', my head is fryin', take a note from swish, you should try applyin

I can't see through the smoke screens, and snot noses, and the phonies

Sin City with it, Goodie bags and the pretty women, pure skill in this bitch fuckin' cringey gimmick
I'ma bring it in my soul, I'ma go and get it
I'ma bring it in my soul, I'ma go and get it

Take a ride up on the hill, you might just maybe bring me out

(Gotta get it, gotta get it)

Take a ride up on the hill, you might just maybe bring me out
(Gotta get it, gotta get it)

Take a ride up on the hill, you might just maybe bring me out

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

All this goodies callin' on me, I just hope they make me alright
Alright, a-okay
I just hope that I have what it takes to make it out through the night
Through the night a-okay

Written by:
Landon Eisley

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