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Fred The Godson

Light Up

 

Light Up

(album: God Level - 2019)


[Fred The Godson:]
My girl got mad 'cause she thought I said my ex on my back
Haha, nah I said the X on my back, yo (Hesami!)
X what up?
It's GORRRDO!

It's a Bronx thing, fuck yeah (BX)
I'm the Don King, I'm up here (Woo!)
Just washing my knife, a lot of stuff here
We buy from the Heights, then cut it up here (Right)
Every week we working
Once you reach then the heats'll surface (True)
Can't buy blocks if the streets is purchased
They'll toe tag you, that defeats the purpose (Get it?)
Might 'em sleep in the bag like they in camp with me (Damn!)
Just bring his moms and his aunt to me (Damn!)
Y'all buggin, he just ant to me (Haha)
That used to run to the garden, Carmelo Anthony (Woo!)
Joe asking the Bronx who can rap for the throne (What up boy?)
Told Crack, me and Axel Leon (That's right)
Black bandana on the back of the chrome (Bla-ouw!)
Better leave them rappers alone, huh

[Fred The Godson (Axel Leon):]
Who would've thought that the Bronx come to life
We'd celebrate with a toast
And let it off in the night?
We let the shit light up
Even when the cops come round
We gon' make the shit light up
(Ayo, make this shit light up, look)
Even when the cops come round
We gon' make it blow

[Axel Leon:]
Uh, even when the cops come, the Eagle lift 'em off the block
Leave him where his pops from, Tommy draws, Tom Ford
Tommy got a Tommy, they say Tommy got a shotgun
I'm Tom Cruise, brown leather bomber, call me Top Gun
Timbs on, Bronx bomber nigga on a iPhone
Trapping, I be trapping hope the Feds ain't tapping my phone
Pretty V, leather seats from Italy like Calzone
Brand new, like literally, no miles on, VROOM!
I'm young, I don't say my age 'cause they say I'm aging
But I booked stages after stages like ya favorite agent
I made arrangements with a angel that look Asian
But I'm on the major (?) with a Asian that I met at Angels
Fuck that, I wasn't shit from the jump
Grip tits, pinch nipples, fuck bitches and front
Pink slip, whip drips while I'm gripping the pump
Out the window like this isn't a stunt
Them Bronx niggas make it light up...

[Fred The Godson:]
Who would've thought that the Bronx come to life
We'd celebrate with a toast
And let it off in the night?
We let the shit light up
Even when the cops come round
We gon' make the shit light up
Even when the cops come round
We gon' make it blow

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