Oh My G.O.D.

Ok I'm living
I'm gone off da dribble
I'm fresh out bedroom and back in da den
No girl cuz you not a factor
You got dem folk asking
Do he got to gat or a pen
This is like waiting on dope
And the plug hit you back
Like I just got dem packages in
They say dat wisdom is golden as currency
But I need dough I can actually spend
I can't pay bills wit da way dat I feel
But I feel like I'm out
When Im actually in
Watch for police and these niggas
Cuz both of em blow out yo back
Like its flatulent wind
Can't be that mad when you shooting up babies
And neighbors
Decide to come back for revenge
So burn down da city
And steal you some speakers
Cuz this was the price for emmaculent skin
Like oh my God

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God
Yeah, Realize my life
Realize the fight
Oh My God
Realize my life
Realize the fight

Two,three,four,five niggas in my Cadillac
Ridin back streets
Tryna vibe in my Cadillac
Smoke so thick
You can hide in my Cadillac
Pistol by my side
I'm just tryna stay alive

They say the base of the nation was racism
I can't say that I can't relate
I practice patience so much
But I feel like my pride got me mad
That they making wait
Look at my heroes
They dead and they locked up
And Granddaddy say
We ain't got what it takes
Somethin bout pulling yo pants to yo waist
And then standing up straight
Like its back in day but hey
Dese rapper got nuthin' to say
And I know dat we mo known
For pumping that bass
We can't afford it but robbin for jordans
So watch em ignore us
Den jump into space
HOLD UP
You only gone eat what u make
HOLD UP
Da moment you thinking you safe
HOLD UP
The police gone serve you that no knock
And you gone wake up
With a gun in yo face
Like Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

Oh my God
Yeah, Realize my life
Realize the fight
Oh My God
Realize my life
Realize my time
Oh my God
Realize my life
Realize the time
Oh my god
Realize my life
Realize the fight



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Drumgoole, 808 Blake
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