On God

I'm getting to this paper, that's on God

These niggas be hating, they all frauds

We gon' stay focused and live large

Spinning in the Dodge, I'm the youngest in charge

I promise I'ma kill 'em, that's on God

Look at they life, it's a façade

Big mansion, look at my garage

Couple broads wanna menage, I put that on God

I ain't stopping until the world hear me

The truth these niggas faking, you can't compare me

Keep dropping these hits yearly, you hear me clearly

Came from the bottom, so the streets is who prepared mе

Now a nigga is getting super rich

Wrist ludicrous and you alrеady know my shooters fit

Niggas pull up at your door like Uber, Lyft

Couple Bloods, couple Hoover Crips with they Ruger grips

And they'll put a shell in you like a turtle back

Always keep two poles on 'em like Urkel straps

Them things real shiny, just like turtle wax

We all loyal to each other, where your circle at?

How you think different now from last year?

Designer kicks, my sweater cashmere

I came to collect, call me the cashier

Your bitch on me, I'm in the pussy like a

I came up in the hard living, all my niggas yard spinning

Start spitting, Draco on the floor and the car tinted

Nice hit the jack, long pipes getting cracked

Tried to run and get his gun, I hit him twice in the back

Yeah, my whip got an accent, I was tripped while I'm passing

Think everything is Gucci, get flipped by the fashion

Yeah, Queens and Manhattan, no need for the caption, boy

Think he got away, he gon' bleed when we catch him

On God, I'm praying for my opps and my haters

All drops getting major, Lord Marv flipping paper, uh

Shit looking ugly, it's never getting safer

Try to play peacekeeper, get rocked by the laser, uh

Steak dinners, pimping long minks like we hate winter

Great glimmers shining on the wrist while you straight sinning

If P was on earth, we would conquer the game

But he gone, so we just gon' honor his name

Pon Pete and Butter Breath, you ain't seen another set

We extorting all the pussies and we cleaning up the rest

Yeah, okay, okay

We extorting all you pussies and we cleaning up the rest

Niggas is envious, get 'em extorted on some friendly shit

Kill a nigga I love before he get me hit, God

Caught him slipping in the pool bar, huh

Meatball on the curb, they spray goulash off

I'm cool, violated but never forgot the rules, who?

Bring back the Sun Tzu's and Papa Wu's

I know the not to do's, I got a lot to lose, king

But my mood swings is thousand dollar shoes

Stepping in the place, weapon on my waist, I'm low

You see the glow, I ain't stressing, I'm a cake

Yeah, money ain't been the same since

And I won't be one of the men, them names pinch