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Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Troy Blair
Songwriter
Lyrics
Nobody get in my way
Nobody get in my way
(What can i say)
I am not dying today
Y'all better get on the wave
(Get on the wave)
I heard they talking all crazy
Just for the clout boy you shady
I do not play wit my babies
I press a button and bang
Pull up ya pull ups lil baby
I am the root of the game
I'm the effect and the cause
Bless to the gods
I think I might be a God
Picture that like a collage
Picture the flaws
I think I might be a genius
Add up the bullshit it equals
Something you might not conceive
This sip of red rum taste like ether
Taste of ya blood its a creeper
I just might
I just might beat ya
I just might eat
I might deceive ya
think I'm a angel
I'm the Grim Reaper
Tricks up my sleeve
I pull out the beamer
Then peel off in Beamer
Survival I'm fit
Catch me pleading the 5th
I'm a king a Negus
People do anything to get rich
Me ima do what it takes just to live
Now I kill em and drill em
The number one villain
I walk on the ceiling
Demolish the building
Capsized to a little n-
Never mind
I switch up my language
It's too explicit for my children
I feel like a hitter but I keep a hitter
Cause I'm just the pitcher I heat up the dinner
There's only one winner recruited the sinners
They shooting
This game getting ruthless
I'll show you who the truth is I
Red light green light
I cannot breathe it's starting to feel amazing
If I could not see I could still feel the hatred
I cannot breathe it feel like asphyxiation
I walk through the flame the fire just fuel my hatred
I don't trust nothing
You see how I'm coming
You won't see me coming
You just get concussion and coma
These bodies I'm filling my quota It smell like a deadly aroma
These rappers I smush em
When I get too close to the edge I just jump and lose it
It's getting real slim for the shady Im starting to I like how god made me
I think I will use and abuse it
I don't back down no refusing
A trooper
I been on my dog but no time for the goofin'
I been on my god mode
Dippin and duckin' like dodgeball
You cannot beat me it's useless
Get hit the like the lotto
Dippin and duckin' the 5-0
Sippin dulce by the bottle
Takin a flight out to Cabo Whippin the carro
Cono mi cognac flow stupid
Red light Green light
Writer(s): Troy Blair
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