Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Call Me the God, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 05.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Call Me the God |
| Ayo I make believe, speak convincing |
| Past you fuck a fiction, Miles says you got to make me leave |
| These words I’m tryna make em see |
| I can feel it in my fingers like I’m breaking weed |
| I’m in the Bentley, check my archives, say it |
| And who did? |
| Got a hard drive, nigga save it |
| Get it? |
| Hard drive, save it |
| But what ya’ll jerkin off? |
| Fuck who you came with |
| I live this shit, this ain’t a movie tho |
| I’m who they go to when they wanna hear some shit |
| Now this the difference, |
| I got a crib and a studio, your crib is a studio |
| We got different ranks |
| My re-up is a key up |
| You don’t like the way I handle the rap? |
| Nigga D up |
| Cleared out, isolation |
| Acapela this last line for observation |
| I got drugs for your brain |
| Trap house what I rap bout like I’m tying up your friends |
| Like I’m supplyin you with caine |
| Got the rap world sayin well snap, |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| I got bars for you nigga |
| My flow would make her laugh, I’m comical with it |
| I get pussy behind these bars, conjugal visits |
| Get em off me |
| I’ll give all your crews a fix, never cross me |
| Damn did it, we could split a verse for those |
| If not tryna pay me, stop it baby like birth control |
| All day I’ve been copped in |
| A fish scale in the crib, weighin my options |
| By the morning’s gonna fly |
| When it touched down, niggas gon pump it til it’s dry |
| And my soul they gon buy |
| But my hard count got the feds jumpin off sides |
| I get you on hit |
| I got the bull’s-eyes on a shirt like she workin for target practice |
| Cleared out, isolation |
| Acapela this last bar for observation |
| I got drugs for your brain |
| Trap house what I rap bout like I’m tying up your friends |
| Like I’m supplyin you with caine |
| Got the rap world sayin well snap, |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| Just call me the God |
| I got bars for you nigga |