God Of Evil ft. Arsonal Da Rebel Lyrics

Seven guns to my head, ain't no pistol on me

Big mama dead and gone, oh, I miss you, homie

Best friend on the planet, we would

Crack them pomegranates

Granddad said, bring your mitt to the game with you

I'll have him autograph it for you

Every Sunday morning, Miss Evans had peppermint candy for me

She knew that service would bore me, oh

Super inquisitive, never really believed in

Nobody answered my questions that turned me into a demon

Menacing

Grew up in church, a born-again Christian

And look at me now, no longer follow religion

Still put honor in all my intentions

Years ago, I wasn't like that

Nigga wanted to smoke

I was taught I should fight back

Yeah, competitive fighting in tournaments may seem corny

But really, I'm like that

Yeah, never strike first, but I strike back

Put a nigga face on the curb, make him bite that

Flex my bicep

Better not fuck up my nike checks

Or the rest of your life may be hard to digest

Anybody interfere with my quest, may as well go adhere the Loch Ness

Sheer fearlessness, I don't think y'all hear this shit

Yeah, I got my pistol in here and shit

More than prepared, and I ain't scared to air this bitch

Don't you ever bring scared business anywhere

In this bitch

You should be well aware that this fire burning inside

Heat up like hell, deep like a well

I don't know why I'm even compelled to load up

And leave you with shells

Niggas is taking my kindness for weakness, luckily

Goliath, I'm David

I know our lives favor

We sacrifice different

You cannot fuck with me

When the war commenced in the war zone

I load up solo with a steel tool

Yeah, y'all bozos load up grandma's four door

Come to the field and still lose

Yeah, load up your favorite Kodak

Snap the picture, I'll be here forever

(Forever)

Bro, bro, if you don't show respect in here

Then prepare to get your shit severed

I'm all for peace

I'd rather bond with you

Just know I'm not going to lack ever

Yeah, the aspect that's non-negotiable is respect

Don't make me fact check you

God said, forgive thy enemy, because they

don't know what they do

I said, fuck that

Sorry, God, I can't subscribe to that

Disrespect me, I'm going to shoot

I ain't got to hate

Disrespect, niggas won't tolerate

So, pot of straight bread

When I got shows out of state, top half

Virgil, whole bottom bape

Yesterday's price ain't today's price

It's after midnight, you know it's kind of late

Ain't about money, don't conversate

Fucked a thick bitch, whole condom breaks

Tour bus love, whole lot of states

Headliner now, sold out of days

The other day, my daughter asked me

how much do a role model make

Rock star life, nobody safe

Work gave fiends, whole body shakes

Cuz just be the whole homie case

Straight to the back, no time to wait

Can't make him drink, but help him find a lake

Home invasion with him, help him find a safe

Bitches know I'm naughty, jersey signing grace

Beat him with a 40 like I'm signing Drake

Face called good, in and out of state

I ain't got to fake, I am not a snake

RIP the fallen, keep me out the way

Gang behind the wall, free them out the gates