Lyrics:
Don't look down, look to god
By myself I'm a squad
My cash come in a wad
They look at me in awe
Bitch I know that I'm God, wait
Get it in gold, Imma get
I think God is a dog, a bitch
Tongue hangin' out, 'cause your squad a lick
When my grandma died, she took my heart, it split
Now I am the light in
stocks and my stock pop
Used to trap like a hot spot
How could you not cop
Seven-thirty on the dot dot
Getting flirty with a hot cop
Stopped me in
Casualty, wept over the whole fuckin galaxy
Battle me, your styles a game like Sorry
Or like Atari, I'm gnarly just like a Harley
Davidson, I take
odd
Ain’t competing suicide but bitch I’m with the squad
We got family ties like baby keem & Kdot
Aye bro let’s rock the show like slipknot
Yeah
VIKOSI by YEYO "The Miracle Child"
(CHORUS)
Sina vikosi
Washkaji wangu wote masupasta na maboss
Cheki vumba vumba limevimba ndani ya pochi
Staki
bars, see
Your mom and your pop is a fan
Look, a bitch nigga try to cross
Me like a crossing guard
I'ma rock his ass like a Audemar
Get out the car catch
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Nezájem kolik to má, dokud nehitne to milion
Všechno, co udělám, dá se prodat
Ale neni to vždy je o tom
Hudba je můj
stackin' now
Middle finger to the government
They a pack o' clowns
We've been in the streets
Tryin' to traffic pounds
Now we on beats by Snowgoons
With
gave
Him our first bricks
We did ten thousand by the first trip
Shit I’m on ace right now I still got
A cousin in one "O" eight right Now nigga
In
Probably never get accepted by
The Loccs or B-Dawg
And if he do, he probably gotta pay 'em off
Same nigga gotta sit when he piss
Just like a broad (you
can really tell you is get to get to it...
This is how is start, put the car nh parc, hope out like star, feelin like a God
Looking at the squad, all
jars
Principal jumped up with his dick in the mouth of Ms. Mars
Picked up the tele, sweatin' for some squad cars
Cats tried to cut us off by
to believe
Guess we're blessed, it's a miracle
So watch, It's the Army of The Pharaohs
Bring your squad to it's knees
Go from flesh to the spiritual
Gotta pray
to klapne a neskončim zas ve křoví
Rozbitá hlava, ale mě to kurva nebolí
S trojkou v žíle mě ten život moc nebaví
Doktor se ptá, co sem dělal, řikam netušim
been hearing shit, I heard these niggas want me dead
But nah, this is my life, you niggas just do it for the net
I need that
Tell a bitch, "Be back"
pigées, mon squad tacle en piste
Machette, tu vrilles comme les gwada choristes
Tu tapes pas ton vice, au sous-sol ça caille
J'ai drive-by l'industrie
and reincar-nate
Notorious names from the past
Warriors, Queens, [?], and Tsars
If Harley Queen ever asks Suicide Squad ain't got fuck all on ours
It never will
us back
Armed with intention
Unified expression
Together we're stepping forward
Collective in vision uplifting
Side by side allied not
talking that shat
'cause nuff cats pack then they die by gats
Is that self defense, or Common Sense
Kids with the dreams of a life sentence
No food or rent,
called up
The shit I spit how shit get caught up
Get rid of mycrow bar before a person 14-5
The shit niggaz gotta do try 2 get high
As time fly by so
laughing
Distrust 'bout you
I'm suspected
I'm learning yearning
You like dying squads
You jail me when I'm wrong
But don't really think that you can tell me
Verse 1
We here son
I'm tellin you thugs and fake ones
Don't blaze one
Just eat the bread that I break son
Trying to stop me
Leavin stuck on phase
gun, your ass is done
[Chorus] w/variation
[Verse 2]
I used to be a quiet type cat, silent type cat
Nigga fuck with me, wouldn't even fight back
Now
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