Lyrics Material - Tha God Fahim

Material

Why we so materialistic?
Probably 'cus the poverty twisted
But still niggas somewhat gifted
Salute to my niggas in this pain but gained so much riches
So many mysteries of misery
So much penalties that why we roll broccoli for the remedy
I’m showing no remorse for the enemy
Been a G, put you in a wheelchair like Timothy
Peel banana clips on your embassy
And when his King is buried believe that they’ll remember me
And all my adversaries (?)
Nigga I was built from the highest rarity
I leave no tracks, respect to the throw backs
My message is pro-facts, I cut it with no slack
Max Payne, the opposition’s it varies
Sipping Bloody Mary’s
My trigger finger itching like Ashy Larry
I spit fire like Dylan
You ask about Tha God, with this rap shit I’m an icon
Spray the SK, it’ll loosen up your ions
Real shit, and we can settle this shit real quick
Why we so materialistic?
Probably 'cus the poverty twisted
But still niggas somewhat gifted
Salute to my niggas in this pain but gained so much riches