Taekai Elijah - Godly (feat. Bank Roll Gee)

Father forgive me, for I have sinned
Reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
Fuck all these niggas
Yeah all of these niggas
And fuck all these hoes
I want some mo'
Look at me go!
Bitch I was broke
Reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
I ain't really scared of bad karma
I been locked in, they getting barred up
See I wanna be like X so I chase them checks and I'm with a white girl at a Starbucks
Niggas talk that shit that they don't do
Me I get top in a mufuckin mini coop
Putting sumn' in her belly like kangaroos
Cant give an itty bitty fuck what they going thru
All I hear is
Sing more, rap more
What you tryna act for?
You know you be loving hoes
Why you tryna mac for?
I just found 6 fucks now I gotta Mac-10
I'll leave em all alone if she let me blow her back in
Said it before
I'll settle the score
If my cars ain't better than yours...
Why they got more pedals than yours?
I'm revvin' a foreign your revvin' a Ford
Shorty left with me, she'll never be bored
Reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
Fuck all these niggas
Yeah all of these niggas
And fuck all these hoes
I want some mo
Look at me go
Bitch I was broke
You reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
Check off checks and checks and checks and checks
Last year I was stressed and next to death
Now I feel like the best, the way I'm blessed
Godly, only Sunday shall I rest
Godly, only Sunday shall I rest
Probably, wasn't born a pessimist but boxing?
No, this ain't a pest I'll miss
Ya'll just turned me into this
Lately, I feel like the best
I got my stripes like a ref
You can follow my worth like a reverend
Too legit, I can't slip, give em leverage
All I spit is that fire, all you spit is that poo
Got 2 shots in the Glock, monkey see monkey do
Thought I was a tweak had to sit back in peace
Once I upped it my stylist skedaddled on me
Niggas reach, I say no they gon' tattle on me
And I'm up as a fuck I been having some cheese
You came up off your boy I came up off of me
Disrespect and I'm checkin', I'm steppin', capiche?
You down on your luck bitch I'm happy I'm me
Bitch I'm running this shit like a track athlete
You reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
Fuck all these niggas
Yeah all of these niggas
And fuck all these hoes
I want some mo
Look at me go
Bitch I was broke
You reap what you sow
You are who you are
Do what you want
Check off checks and checks and checks and checks
Last year I was stressed and next to death
Now I feel like the best, the way I'm blessed
Godly, only Sunday shall I rest
Godly, only Sunday shall I rest
Probably, wasn't born a pessimist but boxing?
No, this ain't a pest I'll miss
Ya'll just turned me into this

Written by:
Elijah Xavier

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