Lyrics The God - Jae Millz

The God

Established in New York City
Girl you know where I met with
I’m up early in the morning
I got to get it,
'cause I got to get it Yeah, I got to get it.
Oh, I’m up early in the morning all these niggas sleeping
Laid out, they’re tired, they partied all weekend
All my niggas hungry and all these niggas eating,
So now I’m taking shit, fuck feeling we’re competing, what up?
Are you swagged out, watch when is Karl Bay
Leave a real fowl stain on the bowl Maints,
Niggas it’s presence balled down no arms huggin
Approach me as to God which is palm touching
Niggas say I changed I say motherfucker
You call me a home record I say she never loved them
A good blunt, good salad, thousand dollars in above it,
Some bake city then give me a beat that I could fuck em,
And then is really dinner time, nigga
So it ain’t just to make Forbes I’m on my genuine
Nigga watch me doing Karl Louis to the finish line nigga,
Stone wash product I’m a vintage line nigga,
And I don’t need no hook for the shit,
But if I did put a hook on the shit
And then probably go.
Ball down no arms hugging,
Approach me with the God which is palm touching.
Nowadays I get highs I wanna raise sleep hell slow
I get flies I wanna I’m a uptown nigga till I die so when I
I’m just cope something new to rejoy every summer,
Hold up is for the millz church nigga, all prayers is due
Our birth niggas
A lot of niggas some of the hottest niggas,
Most loved and hated for my style you must got it nigga
One man but I’m too raw
Push up on your bitch like my living room floor
My little slime, my chief keep it with this balls and hell yeah
That.
A fly, show ass like through,
I want the control of the town so I kill the floor,
My crew is not fucking around and I sing the chorus
But I just wanna say
Ball down no arms hugging,
Approach me as the God which is palm touching.
Rest in peace start real niggas
You’re riding with the N grip you I’ll niggas