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God's Clever

 

God's Clever

(album: Can't Stop Won't Stop - 2020)


Bando got me eating good
I'm a rapper now I'm sleeping good
Mhm
Brr

Ba Ba Ba Bando got me eating good, never thought they'd free me up
Mumzy used to beat me up, I never showed my teacher love
Pops locked inside, it used to eat me up
Niggas go inside and lose their mind, it can be deep as fuck
We just got that different feeling, hit 'em with a bigger meaning
Trap house flipping freezing, rap shit staying greasy
Make it look easy, can't believe they took Deezy
Fucking up the game now they should see me
Go God's clever, can't believe he took Tekka
Creating diamonds out of hood pressure, mobbing with some good fellas
Small timers and pub sellers
Ge Ge Get you a brick on tick, I'm really tryna push hemmies
I got packs on my lap doing up chemist
I'ma make the hood blemish, ayo, I'm done telling
Time to show 'em what I'm selling (Ho Ho Ho Hood reppin')
They ain't levelling with energies they in heaven
I ain't coming second
Niggas aimed and missed a bunch of Beckhams'
Manchester Country repping
Hood stepping
Catch me out of country with a pumpy or a lovely weapon
I'd rather dash it than sell it, so true I couldn't tell it
It's getting real close I can smell it
Had me on the wing doing Tekken
Ayo, it's fucked when you lose your bredren
Gotta show my blessings (Bl Bl Bl Blessings)
R.I.P. Don Juan, I can't believe another one's gone
I just need a number one song, then my hood's gone
Fuck the police we used to run from
I got love for the struggle cause it's really what I come from
(Love for the struggle cah it's really what I come from)
(C C C Cah it's really what I come from)
Youngins tryna rob guys, eat shit and pop guys
No lob-side, one side, my side
Bet I gotta fly high, no more mister nice guy
Got me kicking knowledge I'm a wise guy
Now's feeling like the right time
Got a couple bangers in the pipeline
All I've ever known is getting money off a white line
Ro Robberies in the nightime
Got me hitting missions on a sideline
You couldn't picture the vision of what my minds like
Dick dick Dingers and spinners a day in my life
Can't connect the reception with no WiFi
Pull up in a stolen got them thinking it's a drive-by
I remember sitting in jail watching TV, days used to fly by
Came home, now they watching me, it's my time
(Now they watching me it's my time)
Trap got me living nice, came out, I'm living life
Missus and my sister fly, put it on my frigging life
Niggas ain't living right, all them sales off a little bike
Now it's five to life for a bit of white
(Fi Fi First strike I remember shotting on my dirt bike)
(Pulling up on plugs like, "What's the work like? ")
(Wha Wha What's the work like?)
(Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice)

Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice
Trap got me living nice, trap got me living nice

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