MARTIN LUTHER (OUTRO)

(All we say to America is, Be true to what you said on paper
If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country
Maybe I could understand some of these illegal injunctions
Maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic First Amendment privileges
Because they hadn't committed themselves to that)
(SpillGod)
Talk to these niggas like Martin Luther
And you know SpillGod he stay with shooter
These niggas only be tuff on computers
I should just go have my young nigga do ya
I see the trap is improving
I'm in the trap I don't care what you doing
He say he Spilling like me well then prove it
All these hunnits with me like I grew it
Hunnits on Hunnits they looking congruent
I made it all in a day and I blew it
He said he needed a pack and I threw it
All a this gas and this drank running thru it

All a these hunnits
Looking identical
I just can't fuck with these niggas they cynical
Bending the block when I'm pulling that Bentley Thru
Niggas they saying they know me I barley knew

Walk in the trap and I still beat it
Turn on the stove and I heat it
You know I ride with them Demons
I got a fever
You know my neck like Katrina
Water on me like a Beaver
(Skurr) in a Beemer
And you know SpillGod don't need her
And I ain't doing no feature

And I'm still riding that thing thru the back block
I hit a trap on the way to the trap spot

100 P's talking pressure
I'm in the streets and I take drastic measures
I pour it straight out the pint I don't measure
She know the play leave the cash on the dresser
I see the trap getting better and better
Niggas a try to finesse if you let em
Try to finesse tell my young nigga get em
SpillGod ain't come here to play
Are you kidding

Talk to these niggas like Martin Luther
And you know SpillGod he stay with shooter
These niggas only be tuff on computers
I should just go have my young nigga do ya
I see the trap is improving
I'm in the trap I don't care what you doing
He say he Spilling like me well then prove it
All these hunnits with me like I grew it
Hunnits on Hunnits they looking congruent
I made it all in a day and I blew it
He said he needed a pack and I threw it
All a this gas and this drank running thru it

All a these hunnits
Looking identical
I just can't fuck with these niggas they cynical
Bending the block when I'm pulling that Bentley Thru
Niggas they saying they know me I barley knew

Walk in the trap and I still beat it
Turn on the stove and I heat it
You know I ride with them Demons
I got a fever
You know my neck like Katrina
Water on me like a Beaver
(Skurr) in a Beemer
And you know SpillGod don't need her
And I ain't doing no feature

And I'm still riding that thing thru the back block
I hit a trap on the way to the trap spot

100 P's talking pressure
I'm in the streets and I take drastic measures
I pour it straight out the pint I don't measure
She know the play leave the cash on the dresser
I see the trap getting better and better
Niggas a try to finesse if you let em
Try to finesse tell my young nigga get em
SpillGod ain't come here to play
Are you kidding
(SpillGod)



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Writer(s): Carl -henry Francois
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