Son of GOD
Backside
Black ride
Heart cold
But you froze Mine
My God
Drowned in it
Like I'm getting baptized
Nigga son of GOD
Wallah
All I see is green
Behind these black eyes
Peas now we feeding off
Straight Weed no sleep
Up at 4 am
Like Fuck like fuck that
8 am meeting
Kinda off beat
But fuck that
I'm minding my B's
Can't correct someone
When I barely
Remember to cross my T's
And dot my I's
I wonder why
I drift away
Like a wondering eye
From close Friends
When they've known me since
Before I learned lie
Younger guy
When times were young
And young was kind
Oh my oh my
Now time is lost
And the young is blind
Got me gripping on my heat
When I walk outside
Word
And I can't let it breathe
Took notes from ogs
Now I'm out here
Growing money trees
And more hungry
Might get on my simba shit
And might have to start hunting things
Like I want the beef
Cuz I love myself
As much as Ye loves Ye
And always try to keep the peace
But frankly
I'd pick me myself and I
If it ever came down to a 3 on 3
My heat on me
I pee on beats
Like R Kelley
Just cancel me
I'm at a point where
I don't even pencil these
These thoughts are free
Like a summer breeze
Sheesh
They gone remember me
Nah
Remember these
Attentively
And watch it play
Like the 6th symphony
Bro fuck black eyed peas
I'll eat any beat
That these mfers
Wanna send to me
Black ride
Heart cold
But you froze Mine
My God
Drowned in it
Like I'm getting baptized
Nigga son of GOD
Wallah
All I see is green
Behind these black eyes
Peas now we feeding off
Straight Weed no sleep
Up at 4 am
Like Fuck like fuck that
8 am meeting
Kinda off beat
But fuck that
I'm minding my B's
Can't correct someone
When I barely
Remember to cross my T's
And dot my I's
I wonder why
I drift away
Like a wondering eye
From close Friends
When they've known me since
Before I learned lie
Younger guy
When times were young
And young was kind
Oh my oh my
Now time is lost
And the young is blind
Got me gripping on my heat
When I walk outside
Word
And I can't let it breathe
Took notes from ogs
Now I'm out here
Growing money trees
And more hungry
Might get on my simba shit
And might have to start hunting things
Like I want the beef
Cuz I love myself
As much as Ye loves Ye
And always try to keep the peace
But frankly
I'd pick me myself and I
If it ever came down to a 3 on 3
My heat on me
I pee on beats
Like R Kelley
Just cancel me
I'm at a point where
I don't even pencil these
These thoughts are free
Like a summer breeze
Sheesh
They gone remember me
Nah
Remember these
Attentively
And watch it play
Like the 6th symphony
Bro fuck black eyed peas
I'll eat any beat
That these mfers
Wanna send to me
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Writer(s): Tyonchi Johnson
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