God Flow

[Verse] Started out with peanuts, young street dreamer Feeling like Ace Boogie when he first quit the cleaners Almost shocked the world, Muhammad Ali I’m back stabbing, Calvin ass niggas tryna team up Back watching my nigga because I’m watching for niggas Who wanna stop me my nigga but trust me I’mma get richer By any means, like macking with that thing in that picture I ain't ringing like a iPhone, niggas wanna leave me cause When you get money, trouble tend to come your way If you play, raise my gun like my son in your face I bust it like a nut, made me cum on your face I go off like a bomb, think Saddam in this place A lot of niggas in the way, still in a turtle race But you know it ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the cake I go hard like a pallet in yo place And I ain’t spraying like Proactive in your face, you niggas at me to the streets I can’t believe niggas believe niggas Bet, you could check my background Yea, I was gone for a minute but I’m back now And you little niggas, summer’s over, fallback now I done fell down a couple times, crawl back now Hoes ain’t used to answer for me, now they call back now I ain’t used to be shit, they think I’m all that now Niggas hollering beef shit back to me, y'all on cow worse Yea, and these is words of a real nigga No matter where, hand you a Dolce got a deal with it And how I feel is how I feel, there’s no feel niggas Cause fake niggas paralyze real niggas Back when I was little loved to idolize real niggas And see how much it says really do kill niggas They ain’t gon' feel you til they kill you I’m top five dead or alive, one of the realest Just the ordinary life of a G I can’t believe these niggas want stripes off of me Niggas I grew up with, I can’t even fuck with He can’t look you in the eyes, then a nigga suspect That’s the reason I can’t trust shit But my vision colorful as TrukFit I could see the future I could see the winners and the loser Copping Versace, I feel like Medusa Snakes around my head, snakes around my bed Snakes all in the yard, damn, gotta cut the grass Niggas I give my last, they don’t even wanna see me last Take the good with the bad but damn this shit bad Get money, don’t get mad I said get money, don’t get married Only wife of mine just this life of crime When I started fronting with Duck I almost got fired I remember hearing shots fired in the hospital dog Said he thrown apart, can’t recognize I’m up nine, mane backin' down It’s trap life til my casket down This my city, you can ask around And if I’m lying in that case, a fish can drown My god, we ain’t no motherfuckin biscuit town Yall can keep all that bullshit, just don’t forget the crown King shit