GOOD GOD (feat. Xavier Clark)

GOOD GOD I done came up Went from nameless You know my name now GOOD GOD Imma bad man mama I'm the diamond in the trash can Facts, no cap GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD GOOD GOD I ain't Jehovah witness All of the bros ambitious Feelin Ambrosius, butterlies spillin outta my coffee cup Black and brilliant Fast and furious I need Vivica, I need India, I need Cynthia Are we indie? Yea What's the dealio? I need big O's, not a Cheerio All the bars cold like serial Yea the best blank point period Could never be duplicated I ain't have much to do but get stupid lately Don't get me activated I do the damage Gimmie that 50 feet can't get too acquainted Back back it on up and then do ya thang Call me later cuz imma smooth operator not a savior GOOD GOD I been riding with the squad Devil tryna make it hard Stood in line with the stars I'm the only one to make it out the jungle came back battle scars How we made it this far? All my niggas livin' large Yellow bitch like she marge Gods gift, make ya nose sniff, nigga this no El DeBarge Shawty fine as wine better with the time, yeah i call her Pinot Grigio Shawty buss it on the video Runnin' to the bag know these niggas mad Throw it catch it like I'm Julio I need top on a bad day Need the cash in the worse way Kickin' back like a vacay Big clip like a AK Work late for that payday If it's up nigga then it's gone stay Niggas fell off nigga get out away Diggin' dirt like I'm paving the way Know it hurt feel this shit everyday Outside run it up with the strays Swear to god I done seen better days Stick to it bitch I'm stuck in ways Lotta dreams going up when i pray Opp pack going up he a stain I can't stop til' I get China McClain Bout that action like I'm Johnny McClain Never cared about material things I'm with a model, watch her Prada get stained Prodigal son with a product that bang I'm proud cause we all just a product of pain Told my mama that I wanted to sing Watching TV and we all getting slained Got a degree but my heart in the game My life on the line and I'm hard on the chase Hard on myself cause it's hard to be great But you wouldn't know I cannot talk to a nigga that's running in place I'm getting bold I'm at the point that I'll tell him he sucks to his face I'm with a shorty and we got a thing for each other She loving the bass Cherry too smooth She bout to fall cause she so in love with the grace As for me, I'm in love with her face I mean, but what can I say? GOOD GOD