MadFlo Jr - Niggas To Gods

On some god shit yea
On some god shit yea
God shit
God shit
On some god shit yea
On some god shit yea
God shit
God shit
Young nigga became a god
All on his own
For four years been chasing gold
Tryna reach the throne
Like pure cane my game sold
Xbox and O
But old bitches ain't keeping up
You moving too slow
And these niggas keep falling off
Nobody reaching goals
Got they nose all in my business
Feed it to the snow
How I'm moving it's hard to witness
Can't see me through the glow
If you see me just mind ya business
Sit back enjoy the show
Ooh my oh me oh
I don't even speak up on this shit
I'm not a normal nigga
I been feeling godly in this bitch
Oh I should warn you niggas
I'm immortal ain't no rest in peace
I am the Duke my nigga
Tribal Kingdom walking through these streets
Never fear of death
I'm too busy focused on a mission
I'm with Spartans sparring
Training got me stronger than a Christian
Sure do miss my father
Keep him with me on this expedition
And he keep me focused
Whispering son forget these bitches
What about family pop
My family pop
I used to pop them zanies pop
Now I let them jammies pop
Fuck po po they can't stand me pop
Bury opps
They pose with pistols
Mostly I see scary opps
Triceratops
Real ones extinct
These pussies got they cherry pop
Ain't nobody gave me shit
If we was juggin they was paid
Bloody Mary in the mirror
I appear who said my name
Had to grind to hit a lic
I got a stain I hit a stain
From a nigga to a god all by myself
So who to thank
Who
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
How many can make it
What are the odds
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
How many can make it
What are the odds
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
Normally I don't even worry
I just shoot like Curry
Give em thirty send em early
Doom doom then we hurry
So please quit the smiling
No surprise I see through yo disguise
I bet you mad I'm styling
I can see the hatred in yo eyes
I don't do no talking
40 in my chest bag one in the head cool breeze
Niggas steady capping
Put you on ice hot head I swear you don't wanna see me
Sig on me the sig on me
Amiri on me got ya bitch on me
Double G's on me LV's on me
MadFlo Jr how you get so flee
You lame as fuck
You lame as fuck
And I'll take yo bitch
I'm out you niggas league
I'm out yo league
And it don't make no sense
I'm quick to blow that bag
I blow that bag
And I'm quick to ride
My niggas ride with me
They ride with me
So fuck the other side
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
How many can make it
What are the odds
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
How many can make it
What are the odds
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods
From niggas to gods
How many can make it
What are the odds
From niggas to gods
Niggas to gods

Written by:
DARIEL LOVE

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