Bohemian Trapsody ft. GmBShard Lyrics

The game has changed some say it has evolved

Issues with the genre that the Lord will soon resolve

We were setting goals while them boys was goofin off

Now they IG flexin on they stories bout they jobs

Shit, to me you just look lost

I can see it in your eyes you not built to be the boss

I can get that nigga whacked I can really make some calls

Gotta keep a toolie I ain't really into brawls

But I ain't fraid to throw them ones

but I ain't gon say too much over this bass and then these drums

Niggas thinkin it's a race but I am just collecting funds

Fuck up out my face, when there's gas up in my lungs

Got a voodoo bitch I love it when she speak in tongues

Break bread wit my niggas then I give these hoes the crumbs

Simpin for a bitch would make me have to get some tums

If her ass wit me then she's prepared for what's to come

Bitch preparing for the worst

I am already a star who just gets better with each verse

I was down up on my ass a nigga thinking he was cursed

But I finally broke that shit cuz In the music I'm immersed

When I moved out to the county

Still had junkies all around me

So I'm flipping it to Molly

And she selling it to Carlee

Got a bad bitch right beside me

Down to ride or catch a homi

We got beef then come and find me

I be quick to up the Tommy

Really haven't asked ya mommy

Riding hillside next to holly

Would you rather go see bali

Baby I'm the young and flyest

Doin this shit without no stylist

Really came up from the projects

Got some millions for my pockets

Know I'm blessed I must be honest

Og

Told me

Don't sleep

Just get that bread

Don't let the bullshit get to ya head

Og

Told me

Don't sleep

Just get that bread

Don't let the bullshit get to ya head

Okay I grew up in the trenches

So I kept my clip extended

Sold some bags to make a living

But lord knows I thank my parents

They was on another mission

Aint wanna see me in the system

Put me in a good position

But I started flipping chickens

I'm in constant battle between good and the evil

How could I ever get on tracks and just go lie to these people

They always sayin my shit dope but I ain't using a needle

I'm gettin so much bank and what we sellin is legal

When the story of Lordy is told I'm hoping you gettin it right

Like how I never would fold we don't have nothing alike

run it up during the day I come alive in the night

3 lines in 17 ounces say I ain't mixing it right

I just keep pouring till I feel nothing

The lord is here prepare for the second coming

old niggas need to get out eras that they stuck in

They busy tryna find my errors but they finding nothing