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the underachievers - going against god lyrics

lets go, let’s go
n-gg-s talk a lot of sh-t bout the sh-t they ain’t got
keep on talkin’ then we pull on this block
trinidad “don’t believe me just watch”
told my n-gg- powers “raise it a notch”
speakers boomin n-gg- break up the box1
f-ck a b-tch really only won’t talk
yeah i got my chopper keep it for cops
n-gg- rising i know
hit the finest hydro
n-gg- ride for that coast1
multiplying my hoes
make her hit the high notes
woah woah
hitting gas and i flow
give me wings and i coast
hitting wings and i boast
f-ck your b-tch off my post
instagram got them hoes
gold gar and my partner young gohan
pump your breaks you better slow down
and your b-tch 0-60 just like the cortarc
2pac in park in my heart my n-gg- won’t stop
till i pull up 50 i bet i won’t drop
n-gg- moving the city the city spitting like kobra
n-gg-s chasing millions like diddy but never sold
n-gg-s look stupid its silly going to preschool

going against god
going against god
going against god

leave it to me and i gladly deliver
she snapchat that p-ssy same night i was in her
sinners insane double s super saiyan
till mills on my bank i go hard like thepayment
hoppin’ out the cave man, hop out off their training
hop out off the booth its burning its raining
with the kunta kinte, your b-tch call me sensai
if its not blue faces i do not comprendé
i’m a comma chaser, no pause in my statement
-ssalamu aleyk-m, no beef for your [?]
they dont look in vegas so ak reclaim it
h-lla weed and hail ain’t get me through the
i dont even practice ai with the talents
when grip the mic i’m jackie with the talents
man truth never told unless i’m the narrator
average -ss rappers we treat you like scavengers
dont get meek millied1 invisible
can’t f-ck with the normal popping in your city
tryna be like 50 like my n-gg- like really
on a bigger better things that be the coast
summer 16 belonging to the coast
flatbush raised me baby teeth be full with gold
slap me on the left im repping for the low
yeah we fresh to death you n-gg-s can’t indulge
the mary gang i pay your rent with my clothes
just be shining gold its a magnet for hoes
ak might erupt i spit nightmares with flows
kobe call me clutch i dig into her guts
tell me im a genius g the bat at up
pick her out like gina she dont get no cloth
thinking how i leave them going against the gods

going against god
going against god
going against god

- the underachievers lyrics

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