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Let me give you a little inside information about God
It's my time now
I ain't worried 'bout s**t
N***a I ain't worried 'bout s**t 'less there's 36 O's in the key
OG n***as call me big bruh
Knowing godd**n well that they older than me and
I ain't worried 'bout s**t
N***a I ain't worried 'bout s**t 'less there's 16 O's in a pound
New god blow
N***a this that new god blow y'all b***h n***as better bow down
I ain't worried 'bout s**t
Denzel with the L at the end of the noun
Makin' sure their child could see the cap and the gown
Too many lil n***as still runnin' around
Come face to face with the wild and that's the end of your child
Universe gangsta is the god of the sound
From the planet of the nectar on the sea and the isles
Wanna see an angel dead Let's walk a few miles
With a sword halo and a crown so round
Like root canal in your mouth
F**k around you get 40 cal
B***h what the f**k is beef to a slaughterhouse
Got sticks that'll knock your baby momma out
Scratch that knock Harry Potter out
Hit his head on Obama's couch nail Obama's scout
Y'all n***as is sauerkraut
When the villain bring the choppers out then they call you out
Tell me what's that about When you catch 'em then you ash 'em out
Get the money then I'm cashin' out
Really what is that about What's that about
My n***a tsk tsk
Only shoot once it's a hit and if you shoot twice it's a miss
My n***a bang bang
F**k that let his brains hang n***a f**k that let his brains hang
36 O's in a brick 16 O's in a pound
AK47 with the red beam and a drum on that b***h hold 150 rounds
Go and ride with your squad
N***a you could die with your squad trynna get live with your squad
Young OG n***a I'm a young OG
Get toe tagged trynna play hard
And it's money over boppers
My young n***a's ex pill popper all of 'em ride with them choppers
Call a mortician ain't no need for a doctor
Call a mortician ain't no need for a doctor
Dead on arrival yeah I said dead on arrival
Swear to God on a stack of Bibles
Headshot a n***a we'll shoot 'em no survivor
Headshot a n***a we'll shoot 'em no survivor
Cold heart n***a that's how they raised me
Kill or be killed so you really can't blame me
Straight up the gutter where they killin' over words
F**k around and get toe tagged in front of your baby
N***a get buck
Swear to God n***a get buck first time let it be your last
I ain't worried 'bout s**t
N***a I ain't worried 'bout s**t send a murder gang at your p***y a*s
Bow down
F**k n***a
Bow down
F**k n***a
Bow down
F**k n***a
Bow down
F**k n***a
Better to reign in hell than to serve in heaven is that it
Why not I'm a fan of man