Sbjetski & Sbace - God Willin'

I still go check on the re-up
Chasing checks I cannot see ya
Defending hoes you on her d line
Pussy niggas all some felines
I’m Just focused on this chicken
Took my time it’s God willin’
Please don’t talk about yo feelings
Ain’t no feelings in these millions
I been up all night I feel like a zombie but I ain’t been dozing off
She pop a perc, she feel like flying but baby ain’t fly at all
You speaking down, we hear you my nigga but we do not mind at all
Cause we getting we rich off this shit and yo bitch gone follow the signs like ah
Hunnid’ and Gunnin’ we looking for rappers we killing them all in all
Making these hits every day of the week got no time for no R&R
I set the bar and all
I keep the ball I score
Taking this shit to a whole nother level
I’m outta this world forsure
Bitch I’m that nigga
I gotta get bigger
I gotta get richer
I’m just a go getta
You be out talking I don’t have no feelings
I’m making a killing
I gotta go get it
Doing it major
I never say later
I’m after the paper
Cannot say I’m changing
Get to the bag
Need it in cash
You talking first but I never come last
Spazzing on shit cus I got too, didn’t need to buy but I ought too
You toting guns we got mops too
Lumberjack with what these chops do
But we all for cash
Get to it last can never do that yeah
This shit in the bag
No need to rap cus we handling that
This all in the plan, fly to Japan, we spending the yen yeah
Don’t need no friends, just me and this pen, we rock to the end yeah
Making these gems, just me and the fam, we doing it big yeah,
Grindin’ all day, we not throwin’ shade just need to get paid yeah
I still go check on the re-up
Chasing checks I cannot see ya
Defending hoes you on her d line
Pussy niggas all some felines
I’m Just focused on this chicken
Took my time it’s God willin’
Please don’t talk about yo feelings
Ain’t no feelings in these millions
I been up all night I feel like a zombie but I ain’t been dozing off
She pop a perc, she feel like flying but baby ain’t fly at all
You speaking down, we hear you my nigga but we do not mind at all
Cause we getting we rich off this shit and yo bitch gone follow the signs like ah
I still go check on the re-up
Chasing checks I cannot see ya
Defending hoes you on her d line
Pussy niggas all some felines
I’m Just focused on this chicken
Took my time it’s God willin’
Please don’t talk about yo feelings
Ain’t no feelings in these millions
I been up all night I feel like a zombie but I ain’t been dozing off
She pop a perc, she feel like flying but baby ain’t fly at all
You speaking down, we hear you my nigga but we do not mind at all
Cause we getting we rich off this shit and yo bitch gone follow the signs like ah

Written by:
SB Jetski

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