On God
Yo let's start a cypher
I was born in Harlem
But raised in Brooklyn
Where nigga's got their lives took
Just for looking
Some nigga's got there wives took
For the the shit they're cooking
Family hog tied
Welcome the dark side
Over there them wolves got a hawk eye
Put your body in the trunk
And tell you fam they gotta buy
The block on fire
Fuck it
Let the fish burn fish
Scale in the ice cream truck like big worm
Friday is usually my spa day
But today I got my 45
Like Jordan on the come back
Oils in the pot
I'm looking for the come up
Ice in the pyrex
The cocaine stiff up
Turn raw into hard
I'm looking for the big bucks
If I don't do it this way then
You nigga's getting held up
Well I guess you caught L
On different flex
Didn't see what they packing
Out of respect
We all take advantage
Same money
Different check
That couple dollars
Kept a family fed
Empty stomach
Shouldn't be tucked in bed
Feds let you starve
Cause they wanna be stars
He wasn't tryna be a czar
He just needed a car
The kids school too far
Can't judge that lifestyle
When a lifestyle
Could have stopped a child
Meanwhile
Some work hard in a kitchen
Some work hard and listen
She was taught that balling
Was a mission
And you confused that
She couldn't write a sentence
Even her dad a sentence
She tryna fix it
But she was trapped
With a different way
To fight a missing period
Get It
I got fam doing fed time for real crimes
While y'all front on the gram for the PO 9
Criminal minds designed ways to own mine
Flood the block and re-up work I grow mine
My empire is lit nigga we getting it
The game made to be played
Playa we winning it
Mo bottles mo life pimpin'
We living it
I'll show you niggaz
The real meaning of King shit
We from a different block
Owning a private stock
Cooking around the clock
Now that's a semi cocked
We everything you not
And you can fuck with them
Now watch me air it out
Or call your next of kin
This life is filled with sin,
We wasn't raised like him
But we will crack the code
And get our double Ms
Son what I recommend
Remember how it is
Be humble get ya paper
But always play to win
It's that Jack 5 vibe
Fab 5 on the script
lllmatic with the pen
Kill negros with my spit
Yo Get the barking on them
Show them real-time ain't playing with them
I'm primetime on facetime it's realtime
I talk shit
I back it
You talk shit
Your acting
This ain't podcast player
We got them all stars player
Revolutionary
Yall best to be worried
Blue steel like the panthers
Kill yall like cancer
I'm sick with it
I'm real with it
All day with it
Brooklyn fitted
With RTFW written on it
I own mine
I rock mine
Like Nike signs
I check dimes
Don't sweat mines
It's fed time
I see eyes clown smiles
Y'all jokers ain't crazy like I
I bring it 95
On Dread time
You feel I
It's fear time
I break bread with the enemy
Before a Frienemie
A bunch of atheist
They cannot fuck with the god
So Pray to me or or pray for me or
Pick your poison
Sucker shit I'm avoiding
On my bull shit
One time for Illinois and
I'm doing my thing
I'm cool on these lames
Seen niggas change for the change
Charge that shit to the game
My credit good
Ask Capital One
I'm in your wallet
Good with the plug
My relationship
Like a socket
Lit nigga
Can't dim my lights
Couple niggas left me
But I got right
So now I'm OT
Discussing my business
Manifesting all these millions
But the lord as my witness
On God
I was born in Harlem
But raised in Brooklyn
Where nigga's got their lives took
Just for looking
Some nigga's got there wives took
For the the shit they're cooking
Family hog tied
Welcome the dark side
Over there them wolves got a hawk eye
Put your body in the trunk
And tell you fam they gotta buy
The block on fire
Fuck it
Let the fish burn fish
Scale in the ice cream truck like big worm
Friday is usually my spa day
But today I got my 45
Like Jordan on the come back
Oils in the pot
I'm looking for the come up
Ice in the pyrex
The cocaine stiff up
Turn raw into hard
I'm looking for the big bucks
If I don't do it this way then
You nigga's getting held up
Well I guess you caught L
On different flex
Didn't see what they packing
Out of respect
We all take advantage
Same money
Different check
That couple dollars
Kept a family fed
Empty stomach
Shouldn't be tucked in bed
Feds let you starve
Cause they wanna be stars
He wasn't tryna be a czar
He just needed a car
The kids school too far
Can't judge that lifestyle
When a lifestyle
Could have stopped a child
Meanwhile
Some work hard in a kitchen
Some work hard and listen
She was taught that balling
Was a mission
And you confused that
She couldn't write a sentence
Even her dad a sentence
She tryna fix it
But she was trapped
With a different way
To fight a missing period
Get It
I got fam doing fed time for real crimes
While y'all front on the gram for the PO 9
Criminal minds designed ways to own mine
Flood the block and re-up work I grow mine
My empire is lit nigga we getting it
The game made to be played
Playa we winning it
Mo bottles mo life pimpin'
We living it
I'll show you niggaz
The real meaning of King shit
We from a different block
Owning a private stock
Cooking around the clock
Now that's a semi cocked
We everything you not
And you can fuck with them
Now watch me air it out
Or call your next of kin
This life is filled with sin,
We wasn't raised like him
But we will crack the code
And get our double Ms
Son what I recommend
Remember how it is
Be humble get ya paper
But always play to win
It's that Jack 5 vibe
Fab 5 on the script
lllmatic with the pen
Kill negros with my spit
Yo Get the barking on them
Show them real-time ain't playing with them
I'm primetime on facetime it's realtime
I talk shit
I back it
You talk shit
Your acting
This ain't podcast player
We got them all stars player
Revolutionary
Yall best to be worried
Blue steel like the panthers
Kill yall like cancer
I'm sick with it
I'm real with it
All day with it
Brooklyn fitted
With RTFW written on it
I own mine
I rock mine
Like Nike signs
I check dimes
Don't sweat mines
It's fed time
I see eyes clown smiles
Y'all jokers ain't crazy like I
I bring it 95
On Dread time
You feel I
It's fear time
I break bread with the enemy
Before a Frienemie
A bunch of atheist
They cannot fuck with the god
So Pray to me or or pray for me or
Pick your poison
Sucker shit I'm avoiding
On my bull shit
One time for Illinois and
I'm doing my thing
I'm cool on these lames
Seen niggas change for the change
Charge that shit to the game
My credit good
Ask Capital One
I'm in your wallet
Good with the plug
My relationship
Like a socket
Lit nigga
Can't dim my lights
Couple niggas left me
But I got right
So now I'm OT
Discussing my business
Manifesting all these millions
But the lord as my witness
On God
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Writer(s): Lenny Moore
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