[Intro: sample & Tha God Fahim]
You always makin' big, big plans for tomorrow. You wanna know why? 'Cause you always fuckin' up today. Look at what happened to that whi—
Yo, man, it's the God
Check it out! Fuck you
...if you don't like my shit, nigga, it's consequences to it, though
And that's word up, I been said that, nigga
Check it
[Verse 1]
The hood is like a ghost town
I smile, that's that shit that used to be funny
I'm caught in crocodile swamps with my boots muddy
Seein' obituaries of high school buddies
Niggas that fell victim 'cause they liked that money
You start to see more detectives when the scene is bloody
They used to front on the God when my jeans was bummy
Now my man got bodied last week
We was on the build and destroy, that's when the Gods meet
You better listen when the God speak
'Fore Smith & Wessons leave your DNA all on the concrete
Then make a great escape, I'm out to Palm Beach, yo
This shit is serious in life
I go in the booth and spit furious on mics
I'm the nicest, fuck the radio, what the hype is
I give a fuck what's hot and what's not, 'cause I'm righteous
I'm the man for the team, so stand clean
Or get killed for your prideful-ass self-esteem (Uh)
You always makin' big, big plans for tomorrow. You wanna know why? 'Cause you always fuckin' up today. Look at what happened to that whi—
Yo, man, it's the God
Check it out! Fuck you
...if you don't like my shit, nigga, it's consequences to it, though
And that's word up, I been said that, nigga
Check it
[Verse 1]
The hood is like a ghost town
I smile, that's that shit that used to be funny
I'm caught in crocodile swamps with my boots muddy
Seein' obituaries of high school buddies
Niggas that fell victim 'cause they liked that money
You start to see more detectives when the scene is bloody
They used to front on the God when my jeans was bummy
Now my man got bodied last week
We was on the build and destroy, that's when the Gods meet
You better listen when the God speak
'Fore Smith & Wessons leave your DNA all on the concrete
Then make a great escape, I'm out to Palm Beach, yo
This shit is serious in life
I go in the booth and spit furious on mics
I'm the nicest, fuck the radio, what the hype is
I give a fuck what's hot and what's not, 'cause I'm righteous
I'm the man for the team, so stand clean
Or get killed for your prideful-ass self-esteem (Uh)
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