Texty

Franchise Rap God shit Feel that Got the god in this mother fucker Yeah, all that God is good, God is great, they swear up and down everyday he is You better hope he's as merciful as they say he is My bars is the craziest, lyrically I'm an alien So much knowledge, scholars ain't never heard of the gradient Rap God is his alias, changin' minds of the atheists Tourin', sharin' stages with loved ones 'cause that's the way he is My mama called to see if we safe and told me she pray we is And I am to my fans what Tom Brady is to the Patriots Satan's nemesis, spittin' lyrics which you can benefit To you it's only bars, I just wish you knew the significance Life sentences, they don't know how much time I spent with it I learnt it like an instrument, practice made me magnificent Spoke about my pain and my struggles, that's how I strengthen it Was willin' to go broke, I put all my dollars and cents in it Took a break from shinin' and buyin' all that expensive shit Became beneficent, now fuck nigga come try to blemish it Always kill the devil quickly when you find him God strong, came from them trenches straight out the bottom I put my niggas on 'cause I love 'em, they know I got 'em They got their bars up on their own I ain't gotta spot 'em Squad drippin' sauce I bet some of you wanna rob 'em Same niggas hatin' they fakin' want me to sign 'em Pistols in designer, if there's ever a problem We slide in with them mags on you pussies, it's not a condom Niggas thought this shit was just rap up until I popped one Like Tony wasn't frontin' that day he said he had shotgun Gotta keep one on me, know I can go any day, boy Slidin' hollow tips in the clips I can't wait to spray, boy Magazines full of them bitches see I don't play, boy Leave a nigga reekin' for thinkin' he Theon Greyjoy When hope is lost, don't ever bail on your team Don't Doubt The God and stand firm like you settin' the screen They just want version of the truth you need to question your king Sky's the limit, went from livin' in the 'jects to my dream So fresh and so clean, it's cool to have a necklace that blings But real leaders teach us lessons while they blessin' their teams To live is to grind, we all on different missions to rise Visualizin' bein' on top, I'm gon' stay willin' to climb And none of us would value life if God didn't limit the time We talk to clouds with hopes the ones we lost still live in the skies You gotta show the Lord you're thankful when you're given this time Success is proof that you've evolved and mastered difficult times And no fish don't get to debate because they missin' my lines Maybe later in life when you mature, you'll get it in time No one can ever mention bars without mentionin' mine So sick with the rhymes, that every lyric pickin' ya mind Some think that all they gotta do is pray for the best Always lookin' for a shortcut and a way to finesse King's vision, time's tickin', I ain't waitin' for next Just like a fuckin' Chess game, bitch I'm chasin' the check I'm an artist, hoe they on it, we get praises the best I told them put they money up like we was makin' the bet Gon' make 'em regret, always be real and make 'em respect Don't get discouraged, people tend to love to hate on the best My wisdom's unique, do you and let the critics critique 'Cause lions don't concern themselves with the opinions of sheep Even my haters takin' notes and got my shit on repeat It's gettin' deep like brother Malcolm out here givin' a speech Gifted with intentions of redemptions such as healin' the weak Put God first and never give up when you feelin' defeat Be willin' to see, don't be another prisoner sleep Life is a bitch and people change like that bitch named Mystique Embracin' the pain, my nigga I was raised in the rain Now I'm breakin' up chains, and I'm changin' the game I do this with my eyes closed, drive a hater insane Me and God give 'em Hell like Undertaker and Kane And I don't depend on no man, got that from my old man My mama told me no woman wants them a broke man My bros said "You can make it", I said "We both can" Came a long way, sleepin' counties, hearin' them doors slam Used to be the dope man, every day I sold grams Nowadays it's different, my pockets fatter than Roseanne Big paper, I got that bag on me like the postman Still prayin' daily, receivin' blessings in both hands Armed with two sticks in this bitch, I feel like a snowman Dead bodies all on your block, I turn it to ghost land FGE the shit bitch you better get with the program And every barbarian niggas out there think I'm Conan Mimic when I lead on 'em, missions to succeed Like a fuckin' backbreaker, nigga this is what they need Punchlines like Apollo nigga, this is for my creed Meaning this is for my seeds, I just hope you takin heed Pray every day knowin' Satan waitin' for you to fall I give praise to God because that's who helped me get through it all
Writer(s): Franklyn Acevedo, Walter Bradford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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