God Flow - Doe B

Started out with peanuts, young street dreamer

Feeling like Ace Boogie when he first quit the cleaners

I’m a shock the world, Muhammad Ali em

Back stabbing ass, Calvin ass niggas tryna team up

Back watching my nigga because I’m watching for niggas

Who wanna stop me my nigga but trust me I’m a get richer

By any means, like Mack I’m with that thing in that picture

Name ringing like a iPhone, niggas wanna lick me cause

When you get money, trouble tend to come your way

If you play, raise my gun like my son in your face

I’ll bust it like a nut, make me cum on your face

I’ll go off like a bomb, think Saddam in this place

A lot of niggas in the way, still in a turtle race

But you know it ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the cake

I go hard like a pallet in yo place

Name spread like Proactive in your face, you niggas acne to the streets

I can’t believe niggas believe niggas

Bet, you could check my background

Yea, I was gone for a minute but I’m back now

And you little niggas, summer’s over, fallback now

I done fell down a couple times, crawl back now

Hoes ain’t used to answer for me, now they call back now

I ain’t used to be shit, they think I’m all that now

Niggas hollering beef shit, but to me all of em cow-wards

Yea, and these is words of a real nigga

No matter what hand you was dealt, you got a deal with it

And how I feel is how I felt, and I don’t feel niggas

Cause fake niggas paralyze real niggas

Back when I was little loved to idolize real niggas

And see how much success really do kill niggas

They ain’t gon' feel you til they kill you

I’m top five dead or alive, one of the realest

Just the ordinary life of a G

I can’t believe these niggas want stripes off of me

Niggas I grew up with, I can’t even fuck with

He can’t look you in the eyes, then that nigga suspect

That’s the reason I can’t trust shit

But my vision colorful as TrukFit

I could see the future

I could see the winners and the losers

Copping Versace, I feel like Medusa

Snakes around my head, snakes around my bed

Snakes all in the yard, damn, gotta cut the grass

Niggas I give my last, they don’t even wanna see me last

Take the good with the bad but damn this shit bad

Get money, don’t get mad

I said get money, don’t get married

Only wife of mine is this life of crime

When I started flirting with death I almost got fired

I remember hearing shots fired

In the hospital Doc said he thought Pac came back and died

I’m up now, and I ain’t backin' down

It’s trap life til my casket down

This my city, you can ask around

And if I’m lying in that case, a fish can drown

Montgomery ain’t no motherfuckin biscuit town

Ya’ll can keep all that bullshit, just don’t forget the crown

King shit