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letra de god flow - cut throat

[produced by falld]

[intro: cutthroat]
naw this that cutthroat musik and don’t you confuse it (don’t do that, don’t do that sh-t)
ay, this that god flow (god flow)
this that god (god flow)
haha, ha, yuhh
ay stand the f-ck up (stand the f-ck up)
too san
uh, uh

[chorus: cutthroat]
g o d, i feel like i’m g o d (i do)
dropped out, i ain’t got no ged (naw, naw)
gimmie the beat (yuhh), ’cause i’m finna eat (ay, uh)
gimmie the beat (yuhh), ’cause i’m finna eat (okay)
g o d, i feel like i’m g o d (i do)
dropped out, i ain’t got no ged (naw, naw)
gimmie the beat (yuhh), ’cause i’m finna eat (uh)
gimmie the beat (yuhh), ’cause i’m finna eat

[verse 1: tzb]
i feel like allah, i feel like jehovah
if i’m sittin’ on a cloud, it’s only ’cause i smoke ya
i create sh-t with my vocals, each cadence is a sculpture
false idols in my phone, but f-cking snakes never loyal
cast ’em down to the soil, we’ll see who’s really loyal
i’m collecting all the spoils, i’m just for the profit, n-gg-
i feel like a monster, but only if you god-fearing
devil stole my n-gg-s from the block, those were my children
i could make his flesh rip like the red sea
organs ‘ill leak, effing with me is deadly
gs (jeez), i got the bread and the wine, and the the cheddar cheese
once we break even, you will eat it (you in eden) and you’ll never leave, uh
i’m that n-gg- that you never see, uh
john cena 3:16, uh
for the cream, she blowing sticks, sweet 16
no r.kelly, but a n-gg- so outta reach

[chorus: cutthroat & tzb]
g o d, i feel like i’m g o d (uh, yeah)
dropped out, i ain’t got no ged (naw, naw)
gimmie the beat (gimmie dat), ’cause i’m finna eat (yeah)
gimmie the beat (yuhh), ’cause i’m finna eat (gimmie dat, n-gg-)
g o d, i feel like i’m g o d (yuhh, uh)
dropped out, i ain’t got no ged (naw, naw)
gimmie the beat gimmie dat), ’cause i’m finna eat (yeah)
gimmie the beat (gimmie dat), ’cause i’m finna eat (uh, uh)

[verse 2: cutthroat]
g o d, i feel like i’m g o d (yeah)
if i get famous, won’t spend my money at no kod (nope)
rather just invest in me (uh, uh)
rather just go get that money, sign a couple rappers, yeah i keep it g (turn up, turn up!)
i might even buy ma a mansion if i get this deal (uh-huh, uh-huh)
ima pull up in that cadillac deville (skrrt, skrrt) sitting on them wheels
ima go so hard up in the motherf-cking streets mane (ay)
mr. cutthroat getting money every week mane
better yet every day, let ’em know we don’t play (yuhh, ay)
stacks on motherf-cking deck like that boy sb (yuhh, ay)
ima get money all day, skatin’ one ’em like lupe (yuhh, ay)
young n-gg- got that k, young n-gg- all in your face (yuhh, ay)
i feel like a boss n-gg-, you be my employee (worker)
money over everything, b-tch i am that boy (ayy)
yeah, g o d, yeah i feel like g o d (like god)
bad b-tch, yeah, she sitting next to me

- cut throat

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