God Speed Lyrics

Tupac Ma, picture me rolling

If I'm outside by my doley

Glock my twin he Zack I'm Cody

Fell asleep in the trunk off codeine

Had to change some things I'm Muslim

Need a retwist, damn I'm wolfin

Either way I'm still good looking

(Sniff)

What the fuck is cooking, me

Ray K the k is for knee

Hands, that's where them

Shits need to be

Damn, she make it clap to the beat

Stallion wrangle her

Just like a jeep

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Like hair in the front of ya bitch head

I'm back with a bang

Freaky time she see them bucks

Like Giannis and Dame

Hit my bitch I doubt it but if you do

I charge that to the game

Here for the money not here for the fame

I don't want rap for no whips and no chains

Own my masters I'm not a slave

Vlogging and marketing doing my thang

Battery charged, Im getting this guap

It's doubling up, I'm yelling out aye

I'm getting these blues, I feel like BB King

I beat that box up

pow pow

Like ding ding ding

Aubrey that Drake will sing

Cardi I let shit be

And what you get a key

I make up on IG

Really I'm good with the gram

(Get it)

I do not rap ima brand

(Listen)

First you gon post then they be in ya mentions

I'm getting paid while they paying attention

Open the camera to show how I'm living

Turn to a animal then I be grinning

She gon eat on me, cannibalistic

If you reach they gon do the ballistics

I dont want us to be a statistic

So I tell em to keep they distance

Just looking out for all my niggas

The ones that look like me in pictures

The ones with locs and twists

The ones who locked in fences

Confidence on dick to the floor

Yeah that's how I'm feeling

You gotta problem talk to the lord

I ain't trynna listen

She wanna gurk she like Ray put the tip in

Bro miss the shot pause, I got the tip in

You clockin in while I rap out my

Kitchen fuck a new job make better decisions

Ain't nothing wrong with a 9-5

Make sure you get your paper

After you finish clocking out

Invest in yourself be patient

Never mention ya moves just make em

Ain't sneeze god blessed me, thank you

And I touched more bad bitches ass

Than them boys on rafts In Jamaica

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