Trap Gods
Stove God Cooks, Young Roddy
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In the drought I'm Uncle Sam to them niggas And I'm just hoping that they praying for a nigga I'm just hoping that they Leave every dollar to the fam that's who I do it for Brought a chopper just to leave it at the studio Talk on a boost mobile when I talk to Julio My cousin serving time he missed our granny funeral Can see the teardrops on the letter that he wrote me 24 years the gave my nigga Kobe Him and his girl just had a baby boy they named him Jody My nigga told the me tell the world about our story Like how we had to make it out the projects And all them sells we had like where my clock at Shoot your next video where Lil bro got shot at Our other homie took his life that's hard to digest LORD Hoping that they praying for a nigga In the drought I'm Uncle Sam to them niggas I can tell you bout that time I hit for 5 bricks King pen born broke die rich Ruler And I'm just hoping that they praying for a nigga In the drought I'm Uncle Sam to them niggas In the drought I'm Uncle Sam to them niggas And I'm just hoping that they I got a call she said they shot up my man I had it on speaker pot in my hand and I ain't stop This game come with a lot, we at thirty-seven a block Sometimes you gotta bring it down slow and run out the clock When you broke feel like it's darker in the morning Now it's chinchilla on my daughter I done got enormous Half a million lawyers, seven figure meeting laughing out the office Send a Sharpshooter on em Remember the Feds grabbed the saw Had his hand cuffed to the wall When they was closing shit And Mama was praying hard She know them sentences get long Now my last check look like I play for the Hornets I took the pot and turned it golden Rolls Royce rolling, chrome hearts Pockets swollen, ducked the omen Money fly to state when I put the code in Long way from balling with that 1-0 like DeRozan And I'm just hoping that they praying for a nigga Tell em they ain't gotta weigh it for me nigga I could tell you bout the time we cooked eleven bricks Now my niggas tryna buy like seventy-six And I'm praying for them niggas I'm God you should be praying to me nigga Stove And I'm just hoping that they praying for a nigga In the drought I'm Uncle Sam to them niggas And I'm just hoping that they
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Written by: Aaron Scott, Alex Pasos, Roderick Brisco
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