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cyn187 - god complex lyrics

[intro: zotiyac]
these n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me (x3)
god sh-t!
these n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me
these n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me
these n-gg-s can’t f-ck with me

[verse 1: zotiyac]
b-tch don’t hit my line, i ain’t reply but it’s about that time
must be out your mind, you blew my phone up like a thousand times
on my grind, don’t make lose my spot, i’m steady counting mine
told that lil’ b-tch “take a hike”, she don’t how to mountain climb
i went a bought a new t-ts for the broad
i bought the b-tch a new bra for her t-ts
went and bought heist a new blade for his wrists
lil’ mama bought me a new clip for the licks
she tryna find where my d-ck is, ayy
i told that b-tch keep your distance, ayy
you don’t wanna p-ss off the misses, ayy
’cause if my bae shoot she ain’t missin’, ayy
they use to make fun of, back when i was younger
but now they just want my attention, ayy
i do what a wanna, but i keep my gun up
’cause if n-gg-s run up i’m with my k
i can’t pop the trunk, it might not even fit
somebody tell mama i’m sorry for this
but i can’t forget that these b-tches ain’t sh-t
so i dig up the dish where the bodies dipped
they n-gg-s p-ssy like powerpuff, i round ’em up
the corpses i pile ’em up
b-tch i’m fredo when i’m f-cking popping out the cut and
i’m a nut head too when i’m about bust
lil’ boy i got your b-tch on ice
you pull up, hope you got that pipe
is losing a thot, worth losing your life, and
she left your -ss, nah that really ain’t right

[sampling: kanye west]
everybody says who does he think he is
i just told you who i thought i was, a god
i made that decision based off of my eye
i’m not your boy
i am a god
there are two words: a god, and that is exactly who i am
there’s no one around here in this sp-ce that looks like me and
i’m just saying were don’t know what the f-ck is real
everybody is being served and that’s the [?]
so at the moment, i am a god
i gotta f-ck sh-t up and
i’ma try and make it three-dimensional and
f-ck you and your corporation y’all n-gg-s can’t control me on your first angle

[verse 2: cyn187]
f-ck all that peace, i come with the piece
trip, you gon see, your b-tch on her knees
gun is so big that you flip when i squeeze
yo mama say please, “please don’t do it”
watch what happens when a n-gg- act stupid
claim that you boolin’, this come with the rugers and
the guns is so long, can’t measure up with rulers
watch when we school ya, aim from a [?]
turn into stone and my gun is medusa
bullets gon’ reduce it, f-ck is you on?
who want smoke with tha god
when the smoke clears [?]
can’t run, can’t hide, lemme know where you are
keep the 9 in the car so i take it through far
hop out, get his chain, hop back in the car and
say my name three times and i’m there where you are
b-tch, i’m a god, i said it before
say it again, won’t tell you no more
knuckles are bl–dy, my wrist is all sore
another john doe washed up on the sh-r-
walk with a four, yeah is on my hip
no trust foe, but we catch you if you trip
n-gg- if you trip, them my clique [?]

[outro: zotiyac]
i’m a mothaf-ckin’ god, mothaf-ckin’ god
mothaf-ckin’ god, mothaf-ckin’ god
mothaf-ckin’ god, mothaf-ckin’ god
mothaf-ckin’ god (god)

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