Letras
Hey, burn some sage, homie
Yes, y'all
This the story of a god
This the story of a
God
This the story of a
Young nigga who was holding no grief
Holding the block down, he's serving
Putting the weed in his briefs
Using his bed as a bank
Put the cash in his sheets
Quick to flash, he bust your ass
You know the streets got receipts
This the story of a God
This the story of a God
This the story of a God
This the story of a young nigga going to school
But he won't remain focused
Locked in, he got the juice
But he won't stay out the streets
They really want him to drop the tool
But he won't stay on his hip
They want him to slip, he ain't no fool
So he won't, body's dropping left and right
And so he ride with his two
Everybody he know got it, so he ride with it too
But yet them angels be protecting him
It's like he already knew
Commas a bitch, you ain't slick
You better watch what you do
Voices in his head, he tripping
But he already knew
It's higher self, he talking to him
Like you know what to do
He closed his eyes and started meditating
He learning the truth
His DNA unlocking This ain nothing you can learn in
School Started learning shit about verbs he started
Changing his words Speaking life now with his words He
Started healing with herbs Started doing yoga to cobra
He chilling with birds
Still a gangster but dressed nice
He kinda look like a nerd
Started reading books
He cooks, taking care of his looks
Learning the truth about himself
Now he see God when he look up in the mirror
This shit clearer
No more blur when he look up in the mirror
This shit clearer
No more blur, this the story of a God
This the story of a God
This the story of a young nigga who was holding no grief
Holding the block down, he's serving, putting the weed in his briefs
Using his bed as a bank, put the cash in his sheets
Quick to flash, you bust your ass
You know the streets got receipts
This the story of a
God
This the story of a
God
This the story of a
God
This the story of a
Young nigga going to school
But he won't remain focused
Locked in, he got the juice
But he won't stay out the streets
They really want him, drop the tool
But he won't stay on his hip
They want him to slip, he no fool, so he won't
This the story of a
Yeah, this the story of a
This the story of a
This the story of a
Car
We'll see what I say