God Flow

(альбом: Baby Jesus - 2013)

Started out with peanuts, young street dreamer
Feeling like Ace Boogie when he first quit the cleaners
I'm a shock the world, Muhammad Ali em
Back stabbing ass, Calvin ass niggas tryna team up
Back watching my nigga because I'm watching for niggas
Who wanna stop me my nigga but trust me I'm a get richer
By any means, like Mack I'm with that thing in that picture
Name ringing like a iPhone, niggas wanna lick me cause
When you get money, trouble tend to come your way
If you play, raise my gun like my son in your face
I'll bust it like a nut, make me cum on your face
I'll go off like a bomb, think Saddam in this place
A lot of niggas in the way, still in a turtle race
But you know it ain't no fun when the rabbit got the cake
I go hard like a pallet in yo place
Name spread like Proactive in your face, you niggas acne to the streets
I can't believe niggas believe niggas
Bet, you could check my background
Yea, I was gone for a minute but I'm back now
And you little niggas, summer's over, fallback now
I done fell down a couple times, crawl back now
Hoes ain't used to answer for me, now they call back now
I ain't used to be shit, they think I'm all that now
Niggas hollering beef shit, but to me all of em cow-wards
Yea, and these is words of a real nigga
No matter what hand you was dealt, you got a deal with it
And how I feel is how I felt, and I don't feel niggas
Cause fake niggas paralyze real niggas
Back when I was little loved to idolize real niggas
And see how much success really do kill niggas
They ain't gon' feel you til they kill you
I'm top five dead or alive, one of the realest
Just the ordinary life of a G
I can't believe these niggas want stripes off of me
Niggas I grew up with, I can't even fuck with
He can't look you in the eyes, then that nigga suspect
That's the reason I can't trust shit
But my vision colorful as TrukFit
I could see the future
I could see the winners and the losers
Copping Versace, I feel like Medusa
Snakes around my head, snakes around my bed
Snakes all in the yard, damn, gotta cut the grass
Niggas I give my last, they don't even wanna see me last
Take the good with the bad but damn this shit bad
Get money, don't get mad
I said get money, don't get married
Only wife of mine is this life of crime
When I started flirting with death I almost got fired
I remember hearing shots fired
In the hospital Doc said he thought Pac came back and died
I'm up now, and I ain't backing down
It's trap life til my casket down
This my city, you can ask around
And if I'm lying in that case, a fish can drown
Montgomery ain't no motherfuckin biscuit town
Ya'll can keep all that bullshit, just don't forget the crown
King shit