My Wishlist - Lil B

Uh Merry Christmas, I almost forgot my wishlist

Enjoy wakin' up each morning, can’t concentrate

Give 'em weight, that’s the best thing for you

Loyal men and women it all starts from the beginnin'

Wrap my love with linen, no john in my heart

That’s why I cry from sinnin'

This year passed by fast, it’s a New York taxi cab

Niggas be layin' in grass to feel my deeper roots

Christmas time, ain’t time for hatin'

No but this year please no racist comments or judgements

Let’s forget these faces

Come back to the table with graces

There’s a feelin'

When you wake up each mornin' with no food on the plate

Celebrate each mornin'

Uh, life, class of the 1980s babies

Thinkin' back, I might be crazy

No stress

Pick and roll with the punches

Punch me I punch him

Fall asleep again during a battle

A lone warrior bushido blade on a Christmas day

Spend alone maybe

With a friend no family around

I do forgive

It’s my fault, I used to be alone

And write rhymes and rap it to you over the mic

With no cash, in sight

I know, no money

I’m not money hungry, I love it

Merry Christmas with the snow on your windowsill

Payin' old debits and credit cards off

Layaway gifts

Still puttin', faith in God her son want new shoes

But this life is hard, Mama promise you’ll get it

Work two years to pay off some jeans

So her son could have new clothes for the school year

Uh, he won’t make more, he want a lil more

Mama thank you

When he older, he realized the blessin' that his mother passed on

Merry Xmas, Merry Christmas