Pree Da Yung OG - Left It Up To God (feat. Skilla Baby)

Roast 8 niggas straight in this bitch nigga,
Bet
You gotta get on that ass
Huh
Naw for real
Some days I just wake up wanna get a nigga smoked for real for real
But I left that shit up to God, you hear me Huh, Huh Huh
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
It's so hard for me to let shit go, I swear it be my pride
I make sure the gas tank full like every time we slide
I was in jail sellin' Seroquel to niggas in my pod
I pay Little Bro to hide in niggas' bushes, that's his job
Niggas always gotta watch they kids when it's time to ride
Call my AR elevator, send a nigga up to God
Getting niggas smoked the only way I know how to respond
A lot of niggas want me dead, a lot of bitches say I'm fine
Nigga, I be telling all my hoes I love them, I be lying
Siri play Peezy, Ballin ain't a crime
Niggas be dying, bitches be fine, but bitches be lying I ain't got no time
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
It's a one-man army, I don't need nobody on my side
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
I make sure the gas tank full like every time we slide
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
It's so hard for me to let shit go, I swear it be my pride
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
Man somebody shoulda died, but I left it up to God
Huh, pull up on the opps, with a prize like surprise
Black Mask gang, we eat the most, we eating like some fries
Let the FN in, hit his brain
see what's on his mind
When my gun rise, it's going to look like the sunrise
Huh, that's more like it
Naw, for real
Aye
I be wanting to get a nigga smoked too
On foe nem
These niggas ain't really getting money how they say
I a pull up with the Glock, motherfuckin' spray
I ain't 4Ktray' but I'll wipe his nose like I'm slime
Throw a grenade at your house, that's a fucking bomb
Bitches on my wave, I just think they wanna meet my rod
It's a one man army, I don't need nobody on my side
Man, somebody shoulda died, but I left that up to God
I make sure the gas tank full like every time we slide
Man, somebody shoulda died, but I left that up to God
It's so hard for me to let shit go, I swear it be my pride
Man, somebody shoulda died, but I left that up to God
Man, somebody shoulda died, but I left that up to God
Huh
Yeah, we the most

Written by:
Pree Yung OG, Trevon Gardner

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