Cool Jazz - God Mode

Redmond Avenue from where all trappers grew
I can capture you
Bag pursuit
Ran up in rona I had to catch the flu
Pass the juice potions eroding the love I had for you
I did what I had to do maybe cool jazz bad for you
I promise got a dollar for every problem a brick to me
I had to raise my power level each and every victory
Niggas get they first couple thousand but that ain’t shit to me
You can’t make ya mind up nigga Im making history
Riding wit my niggas out here tryna find a nigga house
Zaza in my swisher out here tryna foul a nigga out
I aint dress in black I just kept the polo dripping out
Got plans after that cause my lil hoe want me to dig her out
Hear us out my niggas armed
Im feeling like Nicky Barnes
Fury comin in a swarm lyrics causin niggas harm
God Mode nigga my spirit just took a different form
Droppin gems but over the rim I make u forget the norm
Ye are little gods and the children come from most high
The people speak on me as if he could now be the most fly
I see your feeble team and im seeing no need for your try
They back door lil joe now my people not need for your die
In the heat of night I be pulling up wit young franchize
A fast food chain but aint hoppin out wit no french fries
Choppas and semis
And I copy like kaka senpai
They sages in they major dont play wit they ke kei gen kais
Greatest ever successors I pray my brothers be blessers
Ck serving this country was better off serving pressure
But wtf do I know I really cant give no lectures
Cuz my whole family snap I been moving like uncle fester
Thats on mama nem
Money make me come thats a fact not a homonym
Living like I wanna live
Made a couple racks today and Im in my pajamas still
Dealing where I wanna deal
Killing who I wanna kill
Juney try to hold me back sometimes but ion wanna chill
I know whats at steak but niggas act like they dont want a meal
Niggas only wanna grill
Rims on they bonneville
I been servin green and its to the point I want a field
Manifest my dreams money flowing if you wanna spill
Soiled all my profits in the garden i been running till
Niggas see it poppin they been watchin now they wanna build
Really wanna stop him like he harden but Im running steel

Written by:
Marvin Henry

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