Lyrics:
God is King, we the soldiers
Ultrabeam out the solar
When I get to Heaven's gates, I ain't gotta peak over
Keepin' perfect composure
When I
Hold on John
John hold on, it's gonna be alright
You're gonna win the fight
Hold on Yoko
Yoko hold on, it's gonna be alright
You're gonna make
Hold on John
John hold on, it's gonna be alright
You're gonna win the fight
Hold on Yoko
Yoko hold on, it's gonna be alright
You're gonna make
wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see
blasting off like a Rocket no John wall
Only focus on the wins
No losts or no draws
For my family and music
Nigga I'm risk it all
I'm a legend
In the making
by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up with JD though, crazy dough
Queens with the So So Def, A T-L's best
(yeah I know)
Every ride up the 9-5,
crew, flippin' over 62's
'Cause GED wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out
had to get P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up
(I ran up the money I didn’t need a reason
Im here just to win you tryna get even
Im changing locations I need me a beacon
I’m dropping these racks)
And nigga P said he wanted inspiration
(Damn P)
I was really more on some "fuck the word" shit so let's see
(Fuck these niggas man, real talk)
I
back
Left it all in the ring, some never came back
Here's an R-I-P, let me paraphrase that
Let me throw something down for Eddie
Let me pick something up
Tellin your friends I was weak
And you was never makin a sound i'm a king
You can tell by the shape of the crown
I can sling
Ain't no bird-brain makin me
But me I just de think straight and by his Grace
I go change these people mind yeh
Through music me I no dey lie
77 thank God for your life
Me I tell
and make up
Even with the bitter cup
Forgave my brothers and drank up
Did everything but gave up
Stab my back, I can't front
Still we win, we prayed up
of st. Judes
His name is Liam Mercier, the rude boy
Delaney, always the most creative
Downey doesn't fail in his intuition
And Rogers always wins by
'm gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by
And by k'ing oppositions I am winning truly
Godlike when I strike an opp down
To the ground k'ing him finishing him dead now
Godlike when I make them opps
Decision
I'm trying to Win-Win
Okay, here's the deal
Becky came at me, looking for a meal
Gave her pull n peel
She said ew
Ungrateful Bitch
Try to tell
on the radio
So, Long nights in the rearview
Oh that's just how the country do
Deere John can you hear me
what can I say?
It's the backroads that made me
You win I win
My crew new friends
Your fam my fam
To the end
I win you win
My fam true friends
Crews blend
Peace wins
If I got it you got it
I
They don’t know how to win, I guess they guessing
Got right when I left i’m ampdextrix
Big House of N.E.P.P on the necklace
N****s don’t talk s**t they
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
the best way to the g
Alphabetically I have to lead you through
Since I'm the m-izza I know to watch my p's and q's
Like the emt's but the be-I-z
I rap
Ha, by popular demand Sasha Fierce, Nicki Minaj, let's go
Yo rude boy, why you cross me like a little T?
I'm Minaj, big M, uh'uh not a Mickey D
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