Gawdbody

I was giving people rope so they can hang me wit
The red bull drinking it gave me wings
Make an angel flip
Just to get in pocket like handkerchiefs
I'm a saint for this
Just to shoot breeze
I done played in hair like an angel dish
Handle shit
They you know you hot.
Still, You ran a risk
Of being targeted for ya marketing
You planned for this
The downfall for every clown called
You had a hand for this
I spared them draw fours
This a lost a war if we training wits
Manic shit, never sign the papers im demanding shit
Family said we need the house
Need a lot like the land wit it
Play ya cards right
Every card dealt come a scam wit it
You know its heartfelt
When you winning after its damaging
Nigga came from OT and told me there's money in it
I stopped watchin Chappelle show
Dont like the funny business
If they wonder the aura gold
Im being bold wit a stripper
Tryna hit the 40/40 just to hold auditions

This for all the marbles
I'm tired of losing im moving up
The condo came from the gods
Jesus wanna come room wit us
Had to zoom with dayroom niggas
And wack bitches
Close ya mouth, I had playroom views
With stacked bicthes
Keep ya vision up
I had to look around run the bingo up
Card after card my citibank didn't give a fuck
Deserve every win to come around when I finish up
Niggas aim for silver
Like shaking hands wit commissioners
My nigga lost himself so he offed himself
I aint having that
Bull sitting in clouds
Midas changing the habitat
Seen more plates than dishwashers
I passed em up
Passed on more dates than mix masters i had enough
Nigga came from OT and told me there's money in it
I stopped watchin Chappelle show
Dont like the funny business
If they wonder the aura gold
Im being bold wit a stripper
Tryna hit the 40/40 just to hold auditions



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Writer(s): Jeremy Solano
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