letra de god & the devil 2.0 - azide x j swey
[intro]
is the definition of the dark in me
(i got some dirty sh-t to pick up) at the dry cleaner
(i got a thotty) b-tch to pick up i call her selena
(shawty hop up in the whip but i ain’t never seen her)
(shawty love the way i whip it in the two seater)
[verse 1: j swey]
let it rain choppa got the drips again
swey’s back all you fakes better hide again
next level beat the boss ’bouta stack some yen
you know nothing ’bout the demons that i’m handeling
third album in a year that’s god’s plan
xelfmade with the gang that’s where sh-t began
all y’all n-ggas ’bout the fame i ain’t ’bout the fame
all y’all n-ggas ’bout that lame i ain’t been the same
azide on the beat finna bring the pain
told that n-gga grab the choppa let it rain
all y’all n-ggas sweet like some candy cane
rappin’ everyday just to stay sane
(got) g-g-got this runnin’ through my f-cking veins
y’all sippin’ on beer we sippin’ champagne
(sippin’ champagne) you heard it here first n-gga
(sippin’ champagne, sippin’ champagne huh)
[hook]
living the trap life my smile be so crooked
you think my girl in the kitchen
naah man, i am the one who is cookin’
flickin’ my wrist you know what i mean
say you addicted to alcohol x to my lean
you thought we was gang but i am a rebel
i am the god at same time the devil
(real n-gga ballin’ on everything)
(d-d-d-dunk on my ex get on any team)
[verse 2: j swey]
fist pump got my wrist plump make the croud jump
all you n-ggas trash dump i got fandom
ain’t no random never p-ss up
always turn up take yo’ b-tch hump
never been slumped got a big gun
finna pop some finna drop some
where ya come from why ya so dumb
spittin’ bubblegum got no income
sippin’ on rum cuz it’s all love
daddy beat her sippin’ by the liter
she a cheater with a visa
and a nina shootin’ n-ggas just to feed her
got a big drum with the green thumb
you a d-mn sc-m did this sh-t for fun
make you run you my son i been on some
splish splash with that water gun make yo’ b-tch wet
show me respect cuz i aim for the neck
[hook]
living the trap life my smile be so crooked
you think my girl in the kitchen
naah man, i am the one who is cookin’
flickin’ my wrist you know what i mean
say you addicted to alcohol x to my lean
you thought we was gang but i am a rebel
i am the god at same time the devil
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