Lyrics:
hoe's now
Wake up in the morning feel alone now (alone now)
Emerald city shynin' with my bro's now
Young Judy G yeah i'm a prince
Wake up in the morning
was holy
No food no drink, just hope g
Praying that one day I would make a likkle pay
And free all of my niggas from thе OT
I used to need time when I
tell nobody ill keep it discrete
Know you fuck with everybody
I won't tell nobody im keeping it G
Shawty know I got a shawty
Whenever we link we TLC
T-Y-G
Yeah
I'm standing on business
I'm standing on business
I'm standing on business, yeah (mmm Kazi made the beat)
Stand on
Stand on
We live in
a bee
Rapping like a G
The only one homie, they know me
What's my predicament?
Losing and living with it
She's my knight in shining armour
No glamour, no
frown
Can't swim drown
Yes there's a Heaven for a G cause I'm Heaven bound
You know I'm hard with the cards one ace up one ace down
Nothing last always
dons
I'm in the V.I.P while they play this song
I'm like B.I.G in this Versace shirt
And that's Kwest on the beat so it's got to work
Plus I walk with
on my jeans
i ain’t sipping lean
baby imma fien
ain’t talk bout this lean i know
you say you want me yeah
on some g-lock tings in my my g-star jeans
i
steering
Wanna go big like ed but see money wise l'm not Sheeran
Wanna go B.I.G like the notorious
Like Ariana Grande wont stop till I'm victorious
onto keys that are worth a couple G's
And I'm booking out shows so I'm living on the road now
Monte Carlo whip so I'm never gonna slow down
Posting up
parred tho
Ask where I'm going, no clue but it's far tho
Ask where I'm going no clue but it's up to me
There's nothing strong enough to block the G when
shidd like ray vauhn
I'm killing shidd like Jason
My biggest fear was having a g** son
I'm coming back late run
in the 4th quarter I'm Trynna spray sum
Jeg liker alle dine rims
For deg jeg tar av mine g-strengs huh
I senga hu er freaky, mine momkey
For de tidene vi flippa bagsa overseas
Kanke se for meg
hesitate to peace you up
And get you closer to the G above
It's One Love
CBD they call me steezy p yeah
All these G's on me I tell em I'm gucci me
Pull up with that straightenening ain't no fruity G's
Working till she proud
seen me and her heart started beating
When I make it, I'ma make sure all my boys fucking eating
You need to get up off your ass and make a fucking G
In the pussy, ain't got nothin' but a ski on
She keep lookin' back like, what the fuck do you be on
Good bag, ain't spent shit, but a G on it I
And speaking of Drake, there's a rumor that I heard
He got claw machines at parties, every girl could win a purse
G shit, when I smile, shine the brightest
I'm
fillin' the home
Get it from the north, south, east, and the west
Godfather o g is like one of the best
We ain't runnin' out soon got a couple of pounds
a stripper
Yeah, you know I had to tip her
That bitch got me falling in love
She wraps that dick just like a glove
Gonna wife her up
Cause she got them G
I'm building to climb
Time is precious my G
That's why I can't be wasting or thinking more than two times
More than twice
I see the opportunity I
follow me
Bitches spilling tea, went to selling G's
Now I'm selling p's, lil ho sit the fuck down
You think setting me, yeah
So upset she might fuck
niggas touching some money oh yeah I need mo'
Pops put down his flag but til' this day he still a G though
I'm that nigga let's just face it
How you call
a movee, but she pulled up too late
Huh, huh, huh, and I just made a M today
I rock all black, don't go to shows, and I'm clutching Ks
AR-15s, G19s, I got
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