God Speed Lyrics - Royce Da 5'9

Ryan 

Never would have made it 

... made it out 

It's god Speed 

It's god ... 

It's god Speed 

It's god ... 

Uh, this is just high zone when borders pass 

I was born at a quarter past, I was the color purple 

Mom and Pop took me home in a Crown Royale bag 

I'm the hottest nigga that you know with the coldest intentions 

Uh, all I know is this flow and this pencil 

The Lord as my shepard, the Devil's my Doberman Pinscher 

The industry said I had to be an alcoholic 

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When we having threesomes we doing acid and having seizures 

Wish I could go back to my old school and slap the teachers 

All I had to do to blow up was an album packed with features 

I don't relate to common folk, 

they focus on the comments so I'm gonna 

roll a Tesla Roadster down the coast of Monaco 

Low and behold, your honorable niggas is sheep 

Niggas is sleep, bout awoke as a dinosaur 

My connect'll give you a whole kilo of Coke so he can go Geronimo 

He should receive a trophy for being the holy Jesus of flows 

He the G.O.A.T., baaah, that should be my taaaag 

I'm from the streets where the odds are not even 

Robbery, thievin', ballers, debauchery, schemin' 

The lie of Jesus is hard to believe 

I'm a product of Eve in the garden of Eden 

Speaking, how target have we been? 

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Rihanna stalker, I'm parked in the DMs, shark in the deep end 

Put the paws on you, I soften your defense 

Hit your pause button, halt your critiquin' 

Talk is cheap, the more you niggas talk and it cheapens 

And all I see is prayer 'round the streets today 

I'm about a freak away from having Issa Rea eating out Lisa Ray 

Any artist out that you see is great, tell 'em I said bring his ass 

Better bring his A, let his single play 

We don't care what you sing, 

hit you in the face with the butt of the gun 

You leak and get your street cred and a few streams 

Pop go the weasal, nigga, Fiva Nina I'm the illest 

You got pop culture fever, nigga, all I know is Big and Pac quotes 

Pop totes and squeezing triggers 

Speeding tickets, 

now I'm pulling cops over, give them niggas season tickets 

Teesha used to shoot me down vicious, now she the misses 

She turn me into a family guy quicker than Peter Griffin 

I told myself when I was 14 that she the one 

Now a nigga probably got more seeds than Peter Gunz 

Now I go out to get my groceries in two-seaters 

Used to roll the old school, four speakers and two tweeters 

Riding with nothing but raw quarterpacks and duffels 

Ryan Rice heaters, y'all niggas is cut like 

one them Get Rich or Die Tryin' wife-beaters 

Me? I'm just all shoulder straps and muscle 

If you a hater, lets do it 

I whip you now and then whip on your boy later 

Them whippins'll go around like a tornado 

I get rid of more yayo, I don't do RoDayo 

Or ales, I do the Floyd May-o's 

So many men shopping the women's section, it ain't no ladies left 

These niggas crazy, yes 

They playin' crazy like the Chappelle sketch, Wayne Brady ep 

I'm what you get when Freeway Rick and Cocaine 80s met 

Bringing bars back to the streets like Jay and Nas beef 

Broadcasting Ether in HD, God Speed