God Sent (feat. J.Blaze)

Yo, Will I deliver? That was never in doubt
They hope that I fail cuz I got an arrogant mouth
But I'ma prevail cuz I take intelligent routes
Adversity never went against a nigga this stout
I'm back 3 albums deep but I'm the same to the core
I'm fueled by the same pain and the anger from before
But now, I run the gambit, I'm too hot for the card
I went to school of hard knocks from MBlock to The Yard
And when everything changed, we remained the same
We never followed the rules cuz we changed the game
I remember we was broke, we had nowhere else to go
This shit started as a joke now we them niggas that you know
And we got it from the floor to the top for sho
This is real rap nigga this is not for show
I am Jay to the Dot something hot you know
You better chill for I fuck around and pop yo
Man

I do this shit very well, It ain't hard to tell
I stopped weighing my decisions on a Libra scale
I'm in position now they wanna yell
But not a grudge has been held my nigga because I'm living swell
Let's think back and I don't do this often
But the niggas pen for success, all they did was a bunch of talking
I wanted my bag to bubble up like some boiled water
Now beautiful women want me and I'm cool with they father
I'm that cold just to let you niggas know
I'm trying to do it unlike any nigga did it before
I used to keep it on the humble
Made niggas think they was close
Now it's off to the races and most you niggas be ghosts
Because you don't exist, if they smart, I'm they pick
All the rest of you niggas can really go eat a dick
Don't ask me about no label, I ain't signing to shit
I'm a businessman, I own me a hundred percent

I don gave you niggas chances to hit me and come clean
Drake, Wayne, Nicki can see that i'm going green
You switched sides, know that you playing for the wrong team
Not a Celtics fan but I got some niggas throwing C's
The walk off my nigga but I'm the batter up
With money on the line my pockets is fat as fuck
Yo chick my biggest fan, if I look, then she took
You two hours behind, don't worry bout catching us
It's Blue 20 and Blaze got you looking in amaze
With this rapping, we can hit you with rhymes three different ways
We get our own bread, we not on financial aid
Mind yo business is the only way you gonna get paid
This a first round knock out, most of you niggas dropped out
Guards at the board you niggas need to box out
20 in the game you know he finna rock out
What more can I say, young nigga just had to pop out