Nation Under God
Roadman ting
Bare flip flops on
Jxmmy is in the building
Spin! Wadup?
A-yo it's back to the bars--El Chapo
Moving this music like the Narcos
Leaders never follow
I got just what you need these rappers hollow
I'm comfy dressed in nothing that's designer
And all my ladies riders
All I do is skip and switch the steelo
You get the D but only on the D-low
Is what I told your B though
I ain't even started and it's too much
Niggas acting stupid trying to fool us
That'll never move us
Not even an inch is what I'm saying
We deserve the victories how we playing
Cos we ain't never playing
And all the competition's who we slaying
All my jerseys carry blood stains
So I'm the one to blame
For all the murders happening in the game
I just want the fortune, fuck the fame!
So you could keep the name
Just as long as I collect the change
Just as long as you agree to keep me out the politics you playing
This shit is looking silly from my angle
All I see is wack dudes
Fucking grown men wearing sandals
She say 'grab my tits' I grab a handful
Dressed in her birthday suit
And she blow me like a candle
Trying to show me freaky things she can do
All you hear is brap! brap!
Sound like gunshots from the next room
Bitches doing drugs in the restroom
I just grab the best two
Let the rest watch us from the best view
Took it to the mansion from the guest room
They want to know if I'm for real
I tell em so [Pharrell] I brought the Neptunes
Ain't no bitches in here the trying to check you
When they know that KD's in the buildin'
And you ain't even Westbrook
Woulda-coulda-Shoulda but you won't spit
When I sit and think about it
Who you dudes remind me of is Will Smith
Very proper actors but your rap stink
Welcome to the future I'm the reason they refer to you in past tense
Black outfits with the caskets that's how quick you get absent
Pussy niggas act tense
While I'm laid back in a black Benz
Bad bitch with me wanna do the White girl with her black friends
Told her live your life the way you want to
I got my own demons on my shoulders
I ain't come in here to judge you
Plenty buff tings, tryna cuff me
And I was really lusting
Till she said she wanna have my off-springs
Thought I made it clear that it was just flings
She used to say she didn't want to rush things
Now she's trying to clutch me
This ain't even rapping it's a breakdown
Niggas out in J-town
Know we turned the city to a playground
Hands in the air it's a shakedown
Your man's in the rear trying to make ground?
Too late! Lay down!
YUNG NATION UNDER GOD THE FATHER
Even when I try to come soft I find myself going harder
UGH!