On God Lyrics - Dave East

[Intro] 

(I'm on LA time. 6am flight.) I figured i put out somethin' 'fore this shit dropped (P2). [?] 

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[Verse] 

My niggas got grams, my bitches got checks 

Just counted another hundred, you niggas look stressed 

I'ma smoke a pound and break down the rest 

Niggas iffy, got my glizzy, I just found a vest 

I pray to God that I don't die tonight 

We gon' make somebody cry tonight 

Them niggas with you, they ain't ridin' right 

Ain't got no time to hate on nobody, I got a life 

Bitch, I'm on the Forbes list for real 

Mazzetti or the Porche just to chill 

Honestly, I could have bought niggas deals 

Traumatized, I know how a corpse really feel 

I stand over your casket, make sure that you gone 

We flocked and run in houses when nobody home 

If you put out a hit, they gon' copy your song 

If you diss me on a record, we follow you home 

Uh, what it do? What's goodie? 

I ain't got to pull it out, I throw this shit right through my hoodie 

I be on the stage with the fully, I got grams all in my pocket, gettin' jail calls from bully 

30 side trappin', I'll never forget bush 

Cocaine on my side, forever gon' get cooked 

Promoter with the Yolla, forever gon' get booked 

Kidnapped 'em for that paper, whoever gon' get took 

On God, threw my hood up on the freshman cover 

Real niggas by me, I can't stand next to suckers 

I just found out Gucci got a leather bubble 

Go to sleep with my chain on, I need an extra cover 

I'm the one in the Lex coupe, jump out in a sweat suit 

Hoodie strings tied tight, run up, I'ma stretch you 

The plug tried to call me, hung up like, 

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