Fred The Godson - Call Me The God Lyrics
[Verse 1:]Ayo I make believe, speak convincingPast you ***** a fiction, Miles says you got to make me leaveThese words I'm tryna make em seeI can feel it in my fingers like I'm breaking weedI'm in the Bentley, check my archives, say itAnd who did? Got a hard drive, nigga save itGet it? Hard drive, save itBut what ya'll jerkin off? ***** who you came withI live this shit, this ain't a movie thoI'm who they go to when they wanna hear some shitNow this the difference,I got a crib and a studio, your crib is a studioWe got different ranksMy re-up is a key upYou don't like the way I handle the rap? Nigga D upCleared out, isolationAcapela this last line for observation[Hook:]I got drugs for your brainTrap house what I rap bout like I'm tying up your friendsLike I'm supplyin you with caineGot the rap world sayin well snap,Just call me the GodJust call me the GodJust call me the GodJust call me the GodI got bars for you nigga[Verse 2:]My flow would make her laugh, I'm comical with itI get ***** behind these bars, conjugal visitsGet em off meI'll give all your crews a fix, never cross meDamn did it, we could split a verse for thoseIf not tryna pay me, stop it baby like birth controlAll day I've been copped inA fish scale in the crib, weighin my optionsBy the morning's gonna flyWhen it touched down, niggas gon pump it til it's dryAnd my soul they gon buyBut my hard count got the feds jumpin off sidesI get you on hitI got the bull's-eyes on a shirt like she workin for target practiceCleared out, isolationAcapela this last bar for observation[Hook:]I got drugs for your brainTrap house what I rap bout like I'm tying up your friendsLike I'm supplyin you with caineGot the rap world sayin well snap,Just call me the GodJust call me the GodJust call me the GodJust call me the GodI got bars for you nigga
