GodFather

Started from the finsh line i had no finish
Niggas hate on me i keep grinding and winning
Bars in a prison open up let me spit it
Goddamn I'm a horny one when I'm fucking lyrics
I think I'm going insane
A lot of moments in my brain
My thoughts like a gun when i shot i don't miss the aim
Moving like a motherfucker
Ride in a Benz tracker
Bloode in my bloody locker
Have no patience not a doctor
Right left i'm a boxer
45 Mayweather give me the dollar
Hate me chase me I don't fucking bother
Give me the problems i'm a godfather

Listen and relax
And take some snacks
The only thing you'll hear is fax
Young nigga on the level max
I rather simps not rats
Hit me with private snaps
She like the way i raps
Send me the location on maps
She like the way i spit
She like the way i fit
She like way i shine in this shit
That's how i do it
I make everything lit
Wake up with a daily routine
Thinking what is life mean
Feeling like a weird dream
Feeling Like diving in the cold ice cream
Back in the hood
Balling with my niggas and the things all good
Spit my on lyrics no cap
100 thousand flows in my lap
Me and proof in the block
Tripping and fucking with us you'll see the glock
I ain't a regular rapper you play with
A fake ass nigga who you think is
Asp ashhp nigga
Trying to play games I'll pull the trigger
Ayy
What's happening now

Started from the finsh line i had no finish
Niggas hate on me i keep grinding and winning
Bars in a prison open up let me spit it
Goddamn I'm a horny one when I'm fucking lyrics

I think I'm going insane
A lot of moments in ma brain
My thoughts like a gun when i shot i don't miss the aim
Moving like a motherfucker
Ride in a Benz tracker
Bloode in my bloody locker
Have no patience not a doctor

Right left i'm a boxer
45 mayweather give me the dollar
Hate me chase me I don't fucking bother
Give me the problems ima godfather

Bitch I'm the best
While i beat on my chest
Like a ape out of vet
Bitch ain't no contest
I'm gonna do what i wanna do
shot that nigga and his mom too
Time can proof what I turned to
Rap in old school new school my rule no cool
No fuel eat that bar like a fast food
holy fuck
Bitch I'm the best
I don't have any rest
Give it all like a test
I Don't nees to suggest
And Police i arrest
In my sholder is vest
In my bars i invest
In my room depressed
Number one in the race
Beef I erase
For the fame
I don't chase
All these dollars
In your face
Feel like bell gates
Owner of the place
Because I'm 2Pac with the chain
Clouds when it rains
Fuckin up the game
Knockdown from the sky hitting up your brain
Hitting up your main
While I'm drinking champagne



Credits
Writer(s): Muamal Abd
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