GOD'S DAY (feat. T Floss)
Jaye NDL
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Rolling off molly Bad bitches kicking with me like karate For' you make a move, gotta run that shit by me I don't hide but you never gon find me I be in the sky, I don't stay in one country F*ck what he said, she said, they assumptions Goin insane, my brain don't function I don't smoke plain, all my blunts be punchin Niggas act hard but you know who really run shit Trap on Sunday, gotta pray to God I make it back on Monday I make it more than one way Came back from London, making plays like Broadway And I got some shooters that's gon catch you in broad day Blow the money fast, make it back like sonic I don't get attached to the cash to be honest Shawty love Cartier Bitch got a bad little body yea Pulled up in a robe, taking off her clothes She tryna get naughty here F*ck her once then I go, skrt of in a rolls I'm tryna get out of here Stop blowing my phone, leave me alone AP two-tone (uh-uh) On my own, did it on my lone (yeah) So far gone, put that on my soul (yeah) Whipping that pot right on top of my stove (yeah) Shawty make a lot dancing on that pole (yeah) Living life fast can't take it slow If anybody knows, I know Barely gon take the high road All of my niggas really on go All my niggas really on go Drinking all the lean and I'm moving too slow Swear I put that on my life man I put that on my soul Cant be calling my phone I be moving on the road You gon fail before you up and that's how life goes I be fighting all my demons like I'm fighting rivals Had to cop me a Patek just to flood the dial I was tweaking so it steered me the wrong way I had the keys couldn't open up the doorway I couldn't fold when the time came I had to move a different way so my life changed That's how it work my nigga When you living real life it's gon hurt my nigga In the hood shooting dice they gon murk some niggas You just gotta pay the price that's how it work my nigga And if you living right you ain't gotta worry my nigga Muzzle on ya mouth nigga don't speak Twenty bands man I ran that in a week When I step Christian D on the feet Came out the hood man I came out the streets You don't know well nigga I'm T You wanna play then nigga gon see Got my drip and it came from overseas Bussed down the Cartier, buss down VV's Every day I'm praying Man above only know what I'm saying Just wait ya turn you just gotta be patient Don't gotta heart cuz you know that shit vacant When they shooting, yeah they spraying ain't no aiming Be with the forty and there's no false claiming See an opp and we put him on the pavement Came from uptown and you know that shit is dangerous We pulled up in a Rari yeah Wrist on froze man it's rocky yeah Just meet me in the lobby yeah You wanna see my wrist cuz the time Sorry but the blue hunnids is my language If it ain't the money what is you saying You sell ya soul Illuminati, that's Satan I'm the realest you gon feel what I'm saying (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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Written by: Brandon Palacios, Tiarah Brown
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