GOOD GOD
I done came up
Went from nameless
You know my name now
GOOD GOD
Imma bad man mama
I’m the diamond in the trash can
Facts, no cap
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
GOOD GOD
I ain’t Jehovah witness
All of the bros ambitious
Feelin Ambrosius, butterlies spillin outta my coffee cup
Black and brilliant
Fast and furious
I need Vivica, I need India, I need Cynthia
Are we indie? Yea
What’s the dealio?
I need big O’s, not a Cheerio
All the bars cold like serial
Yea the best blank point period
Could never be duplicated
I ain’t have much to do but get stupid lately
Don’t get me activated I do the damage
Gimmie that 50 feet can’t get too acquainted
Back back it on up and then do ya thang
Call me later cuz imma smooth operator not a savior
GOOD GOD
I been riding with the squad
Devil tryna make it hard
Stood in line with the stars
I’m the only one to make it out the jungle came back battle scars
How we made it this far?
All my n#gg#s livin’ large
Yellow b#tch like she marge
Gods gift, make ya nose sniff, n#gg# this no El DeBarge
Shawty fine as wine better with the time, yeah i call her Pinot Grigio
Shawty buss it on the video
Runnin’ to the bag know these n#gg#s mad
Throw it catch it like I’m Julio
I need top on a bad day
Need the cash in the worse way
Kickin’ back like a vacay
Big clip like a AK
Work late for that payday
If it’s up n#gg# then it’s gone stay
n#gg#s fell off n#gg# get out away
Diggin’ dirt like I’m paving the way
Know it hurt feel this sh#t everyday
Outside run it up with the strays
Swear to god I done seen better days
Stick to it b#tch I’m stuck in ways
Lotta dreams going up when i pray
Opp pack going up he a stain
I can’t stop til’ I get China McClain
Bout that action like I’m Johnny McClain
Never cared about material things
I’m with a model, watch her Prada get stained
Prodigal son with a product that bang
I’m proud cause we all just a product of pain
Told my mama that I wanted to sing
Watching TV and we all getting slained
Got a degree but my heart in the game
My life on the line and I’m hard on the chase
Hard on myself cause it’s hard to be great
But you wouldn’t know
I cannot talk to a n#gg# that’s running in place
I’m getting bold
I’m at the point that I’ll tell him he sucks to his face
I’m with a shorty and we got a thing for each other
She loving the bass
Cherry too smooth
She bout to fall cause she so in love with the grace
As for me, I’m in love with her face
I mean, but what can I say?
GOOD GOD
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