Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Only God , by - PORCHY. Release date: 19.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Only God |
| Overload, overdose, over you |
| We ain’t built the same see I know I |
| Didn’t do it by myself I respect mine |
| All of the, all of those, times |
| Listened you bitches cry |
| When you failed at life… |
| I helped you get back up and |
| You stabbed with a blunt knife |
| I ain’t the one that changed… |
| Still the same just a little fame |
| My brother Jerome taught me |
| To rap and this is visible |
| Oxxxy pushed up into the pinnacle |
| And Popek got my back that’s |
| Why it’s casual I win it all. |
| I gotta pay homage and man it’s honesty and honestly |
| I’m glad I got homies that push me up never abolish me |
| The prodigy living inside me Is spitting flawlessly |
| My true friends have finally shown me that they’re a minority |
| That’s why I stay to close to some, keep the rest a foot away from me |
| I told em I told em don’t be a heater keep your faith to see |
| A brother that came from a ghetto, climb away from poverty |
| My modesty is slacking I guess I’m hungry and I’m proud of me |
| Proud to see, that all of the fam is winning… |
| This shit is a lottery ticket and it’s only beginning |
| I do it they catch feeling of euphoria they miss It |
| The fire that live once in em' retired they |
| Keep on wishing take breath bruh |
| And don’t step into this vicinity this |
| Soul live into infinity with no remorse |
| I’m so locked into me |
| I’m living to keep it 100 gazillion |
| Million dollar thoughts up in bottles |
| That I endorse by the litre the truck load |
| I’m in business your truck is toed |
| It’s a write off |
| Il let em' fly off |
| And hit you until I surprise you |
| With patterns that tap domes |
| And emotion with crack flows |
| Most of you don’t have back bone |
| You act like you are achieving |
| Your best but slack shows |
| Can’t match those lighties |
| With fire you are lactose |
| With galactose, I clocked you |
| Is a liar way back home |
| When you trashed clothes to |
| Call for attention you crack hoe |
| You attract foes, that’s why |
| We don’t mention at shows anymore |
| Because you need interventions, |
| To slap morals sorrows and comprehension |
| Of all the tensions that you caused for adrenaline |
| Pedaling up-hill, I ain’t dwelling in struggles |
| I keep it pushing up still I ain’t settling |
| I’m bettering myself, im up mils |
| I ain’t tethering my connections again |
| Your luck’s shield is getting teckered in… |
| I’m measuring your path and |
| You ain’t got longer to go, |
| I see you getting dropped |
| Its the second time in a row, |
| You invited it though, so know it is |
| On you when you reach a low, point |
| I won’t be there to catch you, |
| I will watch you crawl on your broke joints |