| Ooh, man, that’s pressure
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| Yeah, pressure
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| Havin' my way with the money, yeah
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| Nah, my muscles just gon' tighten up when they get a lil' cold
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| Havin' my way with the money, yeah, that shit keep comin' and comin'
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| Ran through the stack, I get rack on a rack, I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
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| I did a show, caught a case on that road, I ain’t runnin' from nothin'
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| God on my side, I got nothin' to hide, now I’m runnin' from nothin'
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| God got me, woke me up, took me in
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| Sat me down, broke me down, said make me proud
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| I came up, I rose up out the mud
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| Can’t trust nobody so in God I trust
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| I’m a grinder, oh ooh oh oh oh
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| You got the number one song on the radio and you still gotta sit in jail?
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| I went and laid, I’m in the top rack by the lake
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| I’ma sleep all day and be up late
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| I had to make the best of what I had
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| I’m in the trap spot with the bangs
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| Fuckin' a bad bitch with the brain
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| Double the carats, get the rings
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| Standin' on all ten in the game
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| Just say went all in the paint
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| Happen to merc and I’m thinkin' 'bout Menace
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| Thinkin' 'bout Gunna, new daughter, delivered
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| Thinkin' 'bout havin' a car in the city
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| Under the tint, she be showin' her titties
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| There was a time when my name would get mentioned
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| Hard to stay fly when your pockets is empty
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| Bentley pull up, we gon' drop in there, simply
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| I’ma work out and go hard it’s just in me
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| Cardiovascular, cardio fitness
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| Get outta pocket, we deal with it quickly
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| Lovin' a snake, turned around and it bit me right in the kidney
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| Havin' my way with the money, yeah, that shit keep comin' and comin'
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| Ran through the stack, I get rack on a rack, I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
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| I did a show, caught a case on that road, I ain’t runnin' from nothin'
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| God on my side, I got nothin' to hide, now I’m runnin' from nothin'
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| God got me, woke me up, took me in
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| Sat me down, broke me down, said make me proud
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| I came up, I rose up out the mud
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| Can’t trust nobody so in God I trust
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| Hey look, check it out
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| Hey, I’ma make mistakes in life
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| Yes sir
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| I’m not perfect, ya heard me? |
| (I'm not perfect)
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| You know, don’t judge me 'cause I don’t judge
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| Ain’t been to no funerals lately, my partners, they dead or in jail
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| I fought the pain for a long time, I tried a lot and I failed
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| But now it’s time to excel, they come on a metric ton scale
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| Say hold on to the guardrail, flyin' outta here
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| From takin' a trip to supply to takin' a trip to Dubai
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| I done been shitted on by a lotta rappers and it don’t at all matter
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| The ones that fuck with me know I’m one-thousand, they know I’m all action
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| I’m a big general, I could send a load and I’m bread winner active
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| I could cook off the pot or a base, fishscale I could lock
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| Re-compress, five ton in a box
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| Guerilla hustle, I done been on the block
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| Havin' my way with the money, yeah, that shit keep comin' and comin'
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| Ran through the stack, I get rack on a rack, I keep thumbin' and thumbin'
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| I did a show, caught a case on that road, I ain’t runnin' from nothin'
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| God on my side, I got nothin' to hide, now I’m runnin' from nothin'
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| God got me, woke me up, took me in
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| Sat me down, broke me down, said make me proud
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| I came up, I rose up out the mud
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| Can’t trust nobody so in God I trust |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In God I Trust , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album Luca Brasi 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп