On God
Yeah walo
I do not know who to trust in this dangerous world oh god
I'm just playing in head that I'm depth
They questioning the kid like he gonna tell on god
These nigga wanna be me, no fraud
I ain't put a dime on the shelf
I be confused lying to myself saying imma go jail on god
I tell the truth for the most part
But some of the bros had to lie to your honor
Do what you do but be real
Tie my cleats and I got in the field
I heard that she died I didn't know how to feel
Talking to god ain't no grabbing the wheel
Jump in tesla this bitch drive to heaven still keep me a Westin might go out and kill
I keep me a weapon my big bro be steppin' I trying my hardest to keep this shit real
I'm just being honest the way that I'm rapping the old heads say that my bars giving them chills, Oh Yeah
I'm just a youngen that be trapping and rapping I'm tryna get my mama a house
FN be for the fuck nigga we come down the block and we shoot up the house
So much cheese in my pocket you thought I knew jerry but bruh I can't fuck wit no mouse
I can not have me no babies right now so I gotta pull out on the couch
Been going hard tryna make momma proud
I tuck my chain and jump off in the crowd
I neva said life is easy
I'm going to the top wit ZayBreeshy
On god, might put a kid honda civic it go fast
If twelve get behind me I'm smashing the gas
Got no time to waste get them boys off my track on god
On God
All of my scamming legit no Fuad
Praise all the niggas that be trapping oh lord
Pass me the tool I know how to handle that rod
No capping on God
Stay wit the drip it be matching the jewelry
One of kind give a fuck if they feeling me
Staying to tact we be Strapped like the army
Bald ass bitch no Steve no Harvey On God
I'm king of this bitch they nod
Run up the city we trap on the block
I'm trying to run me a fifty, shordy a baddie put the knock in her titty
Walo and Zay that we be trapping
Had hopes and dreams but they came off rapping
Spray up the block and we asking what happened
Say that you real but I know that you capping oh yeah
I know some niggas that say they about it but they ones that neva gonna side
Come on little baby you fuck wit the gang you can come on and take a little ride
You a fuck nigga the gang saw you bitching when the way you put done pride
I spin the block wit no hesi you can't ever say that I neva tired
Been doing shit since I came up a child
Need to slow down I been living to wild
Living the life as ZayBreeshy
Me and luh walo to the top man this shit too easy
On God
Might put a whole hundred round inside his Bentley truck
I get me some hoes and I pass her like pucks
Up in Milwaukee I keep me some bucks
I blow some bags and I don't give a fuck
You running mouth you can really get touched
I'm from NY you can really suck a dick
Now the world know you ain't on shit
On God
I do not know who to trust in this dangerous world oh god
I'm just playing in head that I'm depth
They questioning the kid like he gonna tell on god
These nigga wanna be me, no fraud
I ain't put a dime on the shelf
I be confused lying to myself saying imma go jail on god
I tell the truth for the most part
But some of the bros had to lie to your honor
Do what you do but be real
Tie my cleats and I got in the field
I heard that she died I didn't know how to feel
Talking to god ain't no grabbing the wheel
Jump in tesla this bitch drive to heaven still keep me a Westin might go out and kill
I keep me a weapon my big bro be steppin' I trying my hardest to keep this shit real
I'm just being honest the way that I'm rapping the old heads say that my bars giving them chills, Oh Yeah
I'm just a youngen that be trapping and rapping I'm tryna get my mama a house
FN be for the fuck nigga we come down the block and we shoot up the house
So much cheese in my pocket you thought I knew jerry but bruh I can't fuck wit no mouse
I can not have me no babies right now so I gotta pull out on the couch
Been going hard tryna make momma proud
I tuck my chain and jump off in the crowd
I neva said life is easy
I'm going to the top wit ZayBreeshy
On god, might put a kid honda civic it go fast
If twelve get behind me I'm smashing the gas
Got no time to waste get them boys off my track on god
On God
All of my scamming legit no Fuad
Praise all the niggas that be trapping oh lord
Pass me the tool I know how to handle that rod
No capping on God
Stay wit the drip it be matching the jewelry
One of kind give a fuck if they feeling me
Staying to tact we be Strapped like the army
Bald ass bitch no Steve no Harvey On God
I'm king of this bitch they nod
Run up the city we trap on the block
I'm trying to run me a fifty, shordy a baddie put the knock in her titty
Walo and Zay that we be trapping
Had hopes and dreams but they came off rapping
Spray up the block and we asking what happened
Say that you real but I know that you capping oh yeah
I know some niggas that say they about it but they ones that neva gonna side
Come on little baby you fuck wit the gang you can come on and take a little ride
You a fuck nigga the gang saw you bitching when the way you put done pride
I spin the block wit no hesi you can't ever say that I neva tired
Been doing shit since I came up a child
Need to slow down I been living to wild
Living the life as ZayBreeshy
Me and luh walo to the top man this shit too easy
On God
Might put a whole hundred round inside his Bentley truck
I get me some hoes and I pass her like pucks
Up in Milwaukee I keep me some bucks
I blow some bags and I don't give a fuck
You running mouth you can really get touched
I'm from NY you can really suck a dick
Now the world know you ain't on shit
On God
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Writer(s): Isaiah Moore
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