| Tuna melts and cars belts in that Aston Martin
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| I recline my seat, then I thank God and
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| Move on about my day and try to stay honest
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| Cause they wonder how a (Maybach Music) stay conscious
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| But that’s just nonsense and obnoxious
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| I been rolling with monsters since a child we watched the mobsters
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| Grew up with them concepts on my mom’s steps
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| I watched niggas get bombed on and send death threats
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| Been a man since my pops left
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| They went right, I went left, that porch has my head stressed
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| So I went and bought a Porsche with the comfortable headrest
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| Then traded that for the big stretch
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| I been fresh, 18 Karat gold necklace
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| Riding around with no L’s, young nigga straight reckless
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| I was doing it big in the midwest
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| Swinging, swinging down like in Texas
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| Hitting switches like Cali boy
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| Candy paint like Huntsville
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| Shout out to CP and Molly boy we outie boy
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| Block beating, pop the trunk let the top squeeze in
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| And push the pedal to the floor
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| I’m just God’s child in the God’s clouds
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| Watch how the kings moved around
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| Soaked up game and I use it now
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| Now I’m one of the gods now
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| They watch me how I moved around
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| Take my game, make me proud
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| Make it rain, play it loud
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| Let God smile for God’s child
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| For God’s child, God’s child
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| Let God smile for God’s child
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| Let God smile for God’s child
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| For God’s child
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| Let God smile for the God’s child
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| God’s child
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| Let God smile for God’s child |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song God's Child , by - Stalley. Song from the album Songs by Me, Stalley, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп