Album Cover God

God

Mic Gold

8

Goldie

Yup

Tired of this shit manNiggas judging

You said god did

But all you did

Was shake chains of Lucifer

You were trying to loosen em

Bullets let loose on em

Fallen in a sunken place

Dr sayin we loosing em

A little faith my drug nigga

No Hallucinogens

You can listen

To the mural that I be painting

Jay-z turned to Jason

Voorhees

Skull shattered by bullet casings

Blood splattered

I ratated

The rap addict

Get slapped backwards

My Mac matted

So When I clap rapid

All you see

Is a spark and a flame

Walk to That a bright light

You can talk to god nigga

As you take flight

God really did

Go head be on demon time

If being fake can ease ya mind

Or raise up

Like it′s Easter time

Feast ya eyes

At one of the greatest

That ever did it

Since jada em and big

Yeah milli like 7 digits

Pray to god

While earth pivot

Do it before you no longer living

Created in gods image

You bring people down

I raise spirits

To heavenly father

Beggin my pardon

You sweat like darling

Respectfully

I'm me till the death of me

Keep it real is the recipe

Niggas wanna see the end of G

Turn him to memories

I keep the same energy

Niggas gonna remember me

Since day 1

Niggas been on wave run

Ran in to tidal

Couldn′t surf it

Clear the Surface

Of all the serpents

Now my congregation like

Sunday service

No churches

In a tux

With a kerchief

Riding in hurses

For verse

It's closed curtains

See milli lurking

Run

Before I start murking

Lyrically Armed

My purpose

PTSD got me nervous

My pen moving incursive

God is who I worship

That's for certain

Respect my person

Or the nocka start bursting

Then hear the choir rehearsing

Over ya Tombstone

Niggas too grown nigga

And y′all too phony

Niggas can′t clone me

Scar ya face like tony

Montana

The don dada

No one hotter

Niggas can't clone me

Scar ya face like tony

Montana

The don dada

I rest my case ya honor