On God (feat. Dave East)

I'm on LA TIME 6 AM FLIGHT I figured I put out something before this shit drop P2 Found 2 leave these molly pages Still paranoid nigga On God My niggas gat grams My bitches got checks Just counted another hundred you niggas look stressed Ima smoke a pound then break down the rest Niggas iffy got my Glitzy I just found a vest I pray to God that I don't die tonight We must make somebody cry tonight Them niggas with you, they ain't riding right Ain't gat no time to hate on nobody I got a life Bitch am on the Forbes list for real Maserati or the Porsche just to chill Honestly I could have bought niggas deals Traumatized I know how a corpse really feel I'll stand over your casket make sure that you gone We coming to your house when nobody's home If you put out a hit then they'll copy your song If you diss me on a record, we follow you home What e do? What's goodie? I ain't got to pull it out I throw this shit right thru my hoodie I be on the stage with the fullies I had grams all in my pocket getting jail calls from bully Dirty South trapping I'll never forget bush Cocaine on my side forever gon get cooked Promoter with the Yola forever gon get booked Kidnap him for that paper whoever gon get Took On God Put my hood up on the freshman cover Real niggas round me I don't stand next to suckers I just found out Gucci got a leather Bubble Go to sleep with my chains on I need a extra cover I know what the lex do Jump out in a sweat suit Hoodie string tied tight Run up imma stretch you The plug tried to call me, hung up like ima text you I be on my own shit,I don't care what the rest do These niggas be cuffing don't be shocked if they arrest you Bullets like you going Scooba diving, get a wet suit These niggas be thinking they the best? Shit I'm the best too Fuck who got the best crew Stand still when the Guns move Drake you my nigga but this new penthouse got the best views Flushed out the product and washed my hands like it's a restroom Diddy be Wilding like DC styling that's my best goon The laws of power teach you don't let them know your next move I'ma motivate the streets if I don't do nothing else Hit my old bitch she say young bull you're something else I'm here for the money for the cash don't want nothing else Do it for the struggle and all the pain that my mother felt Now I just be blowing money I just bought another belt Feds had the block hot, they taught I was gonna melt I was 17 when I found out how that money felt Everybody had grams that shit made me wanna sell I'ma motivate the streets if I don't do nothing else Hit my old bitch she say young bull you're something else I'm here for the money for the cash don't want nothing else Do it for the struggle and all the pain that my mother felt Now I just be blowing money I just bought another belt Feds had the block hot, they taught I was gonna melt I was 17 when I found out how that money felt Everybody had grams that shit made me wanna sell On God That shit made me wanna sell Everybody had grams That shit made me wanna sell I'ma motivate the streets, If I don't do nothing else Everybody had grams That shit made me wanna sell Border From the dirt Harlem