fear of God. (feat. Per’c)

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I am a angel, a demon, a god
No, this ain't cap, boy this ain't no facade
Chrome to his skull, now he rock Fear of God
These niggas lame
Ain't got no hoes
I don't know why you keep thinkin' we bros
Too many niggas is wasting they soul
I be stackin' it up till I'm on tippy toes
I am so out the scene
Where he at nigga, who knows
He probably out lookin' for clothes
Fresh white tee, please don't call this Polo
When I'm out in Japan, I am rockin' Kenzo
Back to the hood on my corner store flow
Geeked out my mind like how high can I be
This bitch is crazy, she talkin' bout we
I am alone on my back is a V
VVS diamonds, they dancin', can't see
Mama say she don't even recognize me
Keep taking roxies I think that I'm P
Or like that boy Thugger
Can't trust a bitch
If she got an Instagrammy no I won't cuff her
I can't even love her, ain't got no heart
Blame that on Keysha for birthin' a bot
Blame these hoes' mamas for birthin' a thot
I am a god, I'm a king, can't get got
Just scared a good hoe away need to stop
Baby, yo nigga tough only to you
Stumped his ass out, took him right out his shoes
Then I came back, back with my Glock
I shoulda blew that nigga out his socks
I hate when niggas be thinkin' they opps
I don't know your name, who you is, boy, I forgot
I am a angel, a demon, a god
No, this ain't cap, boy this ain't no facade
Essentials on me so you know I fear God
These niggas cap, furthermore, I think these niggas can't rap
I am above you boy, look at the gap
This shit so easy, I want me a billi like Yeezy
Put on for my city like Jeezy
I'm out the South, smack a pussy nigga right in his mouth
She got too comfy, kicked her out the house
Be fucking for real, you know the deal
Once I f*ck you, baby, go to your car
I hate bitches who just can't take a hint
This not your bed, I don't think you pay rent
Wide body and it came with a tint
Money well spent
Left the lot and took it right to my mama
Man, she was proud
How is it fast and why is it loud
Mama, I don't know, but next is a house
Bitch, watch how I move, I don't slip, I just slide
I don't trip, I just glide, feel like Mike Jack
Brand new 45, bald heads all inside
When I shoot it, them niggas think Mike back
Diamonds on wrist is colder than ice packs
Hundred racks for the strippers, they like that
If that ass fat, then baby, I might crack
But don't text me tomorrow, won't type back
She ask, do I love her
I truly do not
You know after I f*ck, then you gotta go
Feelin' lucky like dice and I'm on a roll
School of hard knocks, made the honor roll
Dirty sprite run my life I just poured a four
Niggas stuck in the house just like Cory, bro
At the top lookin' down like Geronimo
Make her sing like Balao, milk the game like a cow
Cook it up like Halal, I'm the fuckin' goat
Forty-five to ya mind, blow out what ya know
Niggas thinkin' he cold, I'ma wipe his nose
Where the camera at, nigga, might strike a pose
How I walk in your spot and take over your spot
How I walk on your block and take over your block
How you tell them come shop, but I go set up shop
And distribute the rock like a give and go
Bitch, I'm litter than lit and that's literal
How you droppin' that trash just like litter, yo
Ayo, stop it, it's gettin' pathetic
These niggas won't give me my credit
Then I might just swipe it like debit
Gimme the shit I'ma wet it
Shootin' this shit like I'm Reddick, you know that I said it
Per'c

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