God Ain't Finished Lyrics

Label me menace

Hold up let me finish

They can’t take away da vision

Told em god ain’t finished

You can run up wit da sticky,

No weapon formed against me

I’ma product of the Eastside of Detroit I’m in da city

Niggas wanna top my cap right on da map

I den sacrificed a lot for rap to peddle back

Niggas scrolling on they Instagram to pull up facts

They don’t gotta instaplan to get a rack

It’s so wicked in this streets u gotta huddle up wit heat we never gonna claim defeat u gotta take us out at least

Send em out to get em back

We can’t never live in peace

Niggas living in a trap

But they tryna blame da streets

Something got me lifted

I been on this rollercoaster and this ride ain’t ending

Give it to the lord and hope dat prayer get admission

Rally up da score we finna run up da division,

We stay concealing

We give it up to gain sum mo doe

Running up a milly I can picture it no photo

Growing up wit hustlers we can’t accept da low low

Never been a customer I’m ringing up da total

I get it dolo

Label me menace

Hold up let me finish

They can’t take away da vision

Told em god ain’t finished

You can run up wit da sticky,

No weapon formed against me

I’ma product of the Eastside of Detroit I’m in da city

Send it to the plug in hopes to get connection

When U fiendin for the drugs this dope can b infected

I been on this path engraved to get a blessing

You can stumble but the action play like a contestant

Never fumble wit da pack

Never show em where u stack

What these Niggas do for cheese

They would even feed a rat

I’m the one dat hold da keys

And I’m charging wit da tax

Woke up saw another day

God ain’t finished wit me yet

So I take it to the max

I ain’t worried bouta foe

I ain’t calling niggas bro

They would cross u about a hoe

Put yo trust into the lord

It’s gone happen on accord

I just sit back let it breathe

Then attack it when I’m bored

If u focus on da seed

You gone cure and never bleed

Can’t no death destroy my soul

In this life I gotta lead

God protect me from my strife

Get me right so I can fight

Stomp da devil get em tight

Watch him fail another night

Label me menace

Hold up let me finish

They can’t take away da vision

Told em god ain’t finished

You can run up wit da sticky,

No weapon formed against me

I’ma product of the Eastside of Detroit I’m in da city