Fear Of God

Yeah, nigga
G. Ry got me
Machine, bitch
Ayy, Hit, when we gon do some shit like this, my nigga?
Yeah, all praises due to the most high
Remain thankful and humble, thats just some rules that I go by
It ****ed me up when people gave my nigga low profile
Told em that time like Kobe first step,
That shit gon blow by (Thats light)
Used to bag the dope playin Mos Black on Both Sides
Was in the streets, but I still provided the hope for those guys
Im just lettin my soul fly,
Flow raw like the bricks from the source
Where you gotta take a plane and a boat ride (Talk to em)
To get it back, every nigga in my section live (Hah)
Know some shooters thats bustin pipes
Like when pressure rise (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
Rappers actin tough, showin they fake aggressive side
Til I see em in public,
Now the wanna contextualize (What you say about it?)
I heard niggas shot up your corner for a second time
Hit like two niggas, you pussy niggas have yet to slide
These verses is exercise, lately,
Im feelin like Im the best alive (Hah)
And this my first album, I just arrived (Cap)
I heard niggas stealin my lane, but we dont spit it the same
They say its gettin spooky, I hear niggas stealin my slang
They tryna hang so they can get close to the book
And just steal em a page
I dont consider you gang (You aint gang, nigga)
I told you on that song with Eminem, Bang (Hah)
That I would pull up, let it ring, think shit is a game (Grra)
GxFR, went and put that shit on my chain (Cap)
Cause long after I die, all my niggas remain (Talk to em)
Ayy, my nigga Hit-Boy did the production
Rollie my wrist and I bust it (Uh huh)
Listen, we built the whole Griselda house
With our own hands, we did it from nothin (Cap)
I mean, West owned the land, but I did the construction
So **** your top five if it aint me
Uh, I came a long way from May Street (May Block, nigga, yeah)
Look what I became, God dont make mistakes, see
Im bout to have Paul robbin Peter to pay me, yeah (Hah, ayy)
Ill do a nigga bogus (Bogus, yeah, yeah)
Ill leave a nigga lonely (Lonely, yeah, yeah)
Fear of God I got on (Got on, yeah, yeah)
All the way at the top where its lonely (Lonely)
All my niggas paid
We run it up and break bread (Ayy, ayy)
I cant let you get to my head
I cant let you get to my head (My head)
Dropped out, left my friends, got my brothers with me (Yeah, yeah)
Cuttin up in traffic, keep a cutter with me (Woah)
I grew up listenin to most of my OGs, yeah
Keep an eye on granny, I cant watch her OD, yeah
I got real birds (Birds), watchin, watchin me
You got big nerves (Nerves) , plottin on me, yeah
I dont fear anything, yeah
I dont feel anything, uh
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ooh, yeah