[Intro]
Uh, yeah
It's Tha-motherfuckin'-God
Uh
[Chorus]
Life changes
Filled with many cycles, many stages
Steppin' on the pavement, dodgin' rifles and gauges
For ages, there's been both peace and war
You take the good with the bad like the rich and the poor (uh)
[Verse 1]
My art's startin' to be respected
They hearin' my message now, I'm bringin' the essence, how
These people showin' love is not believable, your raps are seasonal
My shit is timeless, knowin' how the evil do
I keep a few angels close, my .38 approach
Start rearrangin' folks, tangled against the ropes
I float like the GOAT on mics
And you can't get shit on discount price
My life's changin' daily, fuck you, pay me
Say it again, say it now, pay me, we all wavy, gravy
Truck jewels like the '80s, nigga, I'm kingpin rich
With the tap of a button, hear machine guns click
I like my shit raw with no effects, style cold as death
Real niggas ridin' with me, 'cause they like the way I step
Step on your neck, I'm higher than a private jet
My Backwood fat like my check, check, respect or catch a TEC
Spray your whole silhouette, you ain't scarin' shit
Your whole ways is bent, whip you like the slave ships
I stand from the corner, let the K rip
Niggas mad at me 'cause they gotta work a day shift
Uh, yeah
It's Tha-motherfuckin'-God
Uh
[Chorus]
Life changes
Filled with many cycles, many stages
Steppin' on the pavement, dodgin' rifles and gauges
For ages, there's been both peace and war
You take the good with the bad like the rich and the poor (uh)
[Verse 1]
My art's startin' to be respected
They hearin' my message now, I'm bringin' the essence, how
These people showin' love is not believable, your raps are seasonal
My shit is timeless, knowin' how the evil do
I keep a few angels close, my .38 approach
Start rearrangin' folks, tangled against the ropes
I float like the GOAT on mics
And you can't get shit on discount price
My life's changin' daily, fuck you, pay me
Say it again, say it now, pay me, we all wavy, gravy
Truck jewels like the '80s, nigga, I'm kingpin rich
With the tap of a button, hear machine guns click
I like my shit raw with no effects, style cold as death
Real niggas ridin' with me, 'cause they like the way I step
Step on your neck, I'm higher than a private jet
My Backwood fat like my check, check, respect or catch a TEC
Spray your whole silhouette, you ain't scarin' shit
Your whole ways is bent, whip you like the slave ships
I stand from the corner, let the K rip
Niggas mad at me 'cause they gotta work a day shift
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