Fuck It! Verse God Flow I aint painting pictures, but Im Pablo Escobar, on these bars Im on par, with the stars I brawl with the gods So they know who we are God Lyrics Yall hear it No father, but the son got a spirit Trynna shine, now the sun getting mimicked Call me dumb, cause im young and Im living Middle fingers to the ceiling This is how im feeling Fuck the Lord and the Law Fuck the devil and yall Cant cope, got to smoke to much hate in me dawg Why they hating me for? Cause they fake, cant relate to me, nah They aint relating to the struggle Aint relating to the hustle You think Im dope now, be patient imma bubble watch the pot I aint talking about no crop Man im talking about this plot Yeah, Im scheming Billion Dollar dreaming Big Records, Bad Bitches swallowing seamen The whole crew CREAMing Thats why Im awake while youre sleeping Dreaming
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