God Flow
I've been talking to the
Burning bushes like Moses
Flow became explosive
With 2 fs mother fucker I'm devoted
I'm getting picked like a cherry tree
These bitches trying to marry me
Life became a scary thing
Fuck the ground I walk on
Baby you gotta worship me
Jump in the air and stay there
If you trying to impress me
All that other shit is boring
My cup runneth over
God been doing a lot of pouring
To them bandwagon niggas
It's too late when we touring
If you not here now
Then you won't be here later
The only thing worst than a thief
Is a mother fucking hater
And a combination of both
That's mother fucking dangerous
Niggas be tweaking
Like Smokey off that angle dust
If you see me with a nigga
That's a nigga that I trust
If you see me with a bitch
That's a bitch that's ready to bust
She gone ride for me
Cause
She in love with my soul
She gone die for me
They think they can fuck with me
I think it's blasphemy
Baby girl gone blast for me
Making em' say uhhh
Shout out to master P
When you get to to the top
You don't have to ask for me
I'm in top of every dollar
I'm like a hallway monitor
You gone need a pass for me
Last thing I'm trying to do
Is pass the weed
I be having flavors
I be watching niggas stampede
I reinvented myself
I was dying inside
Now it's to the point
Where I be flying to fly
She heard was the shit
Guess who giving it a try
Yoo bitch
Burning bushes like Moses
Flow became explosive
With 2 fs mother fucker I'm devoted
I'm getting picked like a cherry tree
These bitches trying to marry me
Life became a scary thing
Fuck the ground I walk on
Baby you gotta worship me
Jump in the air and stay there
If you trying to impress me
All that other shit is boring
My cup runneth over
God been doing a lot of pouring
To them bandwagon niggas
It's too late when we touring
If you not here now
Then you won't be here later
The only thing worst than a thief
Is a mother fucking hater
And a combination of both
That's mother fucking dangerous
Niggas be tweaking
Like Smokey off that angle dust
If you see me with a nigga
That's a nigga that I trust
If you see me with a bitch
That's a bitch that's ready to bust
She gone ride for me
Cause
She in love with my soul
She gone die for me
They think they can fuck with me
I think it's blasphemy
Baby girl gone blast for me
Making em' say uhhh
Shout out to master P
When you get to to the top
You don't have to ask for me
I'm in top of every dollar
I'm like a hallway monitor
You gone need a pass for me
Last thing I'm trying to do
Is pass the weed
I be having flavors
I be watching niggas stampede
I reinvented myself
I was dying inside
Now it's to the point
Where I be flying to fly
She heard was the shit
Guess who giving it a try
Yoo bitch
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Writer(s): Jeffrey Moorer
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