god$on – let him in lyrics
[verse 1]
god$$on godly godly till im done
eye on the dollar like the number spot i’mma strip you of
this that never fake
never hesitate
how the f-ck you hate?!?
throw these n-ggas all on my f-cking plate
dinner start at 7:30 you goan all wind up getting ate get it straight
im a god lil n-gga dont die i just elevate
levitate to the top spot, my god, my watch
my music like a drug your b-tch a fiend she all on my crotch
then f-ck it i’mma dope boy , compet-tion better hope boy
i dont go the wrong path turn you into rickys rolls royce
yelling p-ssy money weed thats all a n-gga need
no its not thats just part of n-ggas greed
these n-ggas filled with the molly the liqor all the codeine
out of sprite (spite) i just might leave these n-ggas all sitting leaned
its just compet-tion
and n-gga im tryna win
name whoever you think is king and pray heaven a let him in
godly
name whoever you think is king and pray heaven a let him in
godly
[verse 2]
im 24 hours from greatness don’t debate this
p-ss the blunt, p-ss the baton or do not p-ss me sh-t is basic
k!ll the game like k!lla cam im taking bets up in the bas-m-nt
like im rico
paid in full but pray i stay away from pain my brain is full
with dreams of holding verse of the year
and if i die before i wake just pray im known for this here
cuz i swear
f-ck these n-ggas this year
f-ck these n-ggas last year
f-ck any year i wasn’t on getting respect is that clear
i dream big then biggie, im tryna one up 2pac
call me three pac will i take a big l from you man h-ll nas
who this n-gga really think he is
dont ever fix yo lips and put yourself with pac and big you foolish kid
you ain’t got credentials to live up to this don’t f-ck with this
hov was right if i’m fighting ghosts tell me lord how do i win
you hear my heart that sh-t is beating n-gga
music my drug inside these streets and a haters police my n-gga
so stop policing my n-gga
f-ck your reasons n-gga
i ain’t come to reason with you
im just trying to do it better then them n-ggas that i looked up to
thats the sh-t
thats the sh-t
thats the sh-t new legends do
and i ain’t saying make a way im saying im coming through
kick in the door waving the 44 round here my pen is the sword beheading you fake lords
claim real with your fake gold neck the colour of hulk
same colour my pockets is
pocket this
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