God Willin'

Realer than anybody

I'ma go kick my feet up

Let this shit blow through your speaker

I like the sound of this reefer

When I walk through the crowd, better not speak up

No, this shit not a sativa, wait

Shorty, she move like a diva, fake

I got this shit on my back, waist

Militant, we don’t move outta place

Outta town with the Florida plates

Harlem boi, I don’t smoke on that shake

Yeah, that Mira Mira, yeah, she know how to shake

Eat it up, put the balls on the plate

Had to pause but I know it's too late

That’s a round applause when you talk to the greats

Like I’m Santa Claus, bitch, I come when you wake

Drop it off, put it all on her face

24 hours my business

24 hours I get it

Ran up the milli's, god witness, god witness, god witness

24 hours I get it

Ran up the hill and I did it

Ran up the milli's, god willin', god witness, god willin'

Ran up the money just to not spend it

Ran up the money, fell in the Guinness

Oh yeah, dog, you a lil' boy, I'm a big dog

I'm not a Frenchy a pitbull, where?

How could you hate on me?

Made it off of the block coming straight from 114th

Car go 240

Now the drop to sporty

Now you can’t fault me

Spend the block with this big forty

Know they real salty

I just went and SRT

Made it rain, that’s on me

Take it off like I’m skateboard P

I just like to see a hater switch speed

While my **** go and switch Vs

Did this shit all for my niece

Bitch, I did this shit all for my team

24 hours my business

24 hours I get it

Ran up the milli's, god witness, god witness, god witness

24 hours I get it

Ran up the hill and I did it

Ran up the milli's, god willin', god witness, god willin'