Pedro Manuel - ON GOD

Where are we from you cannot come by
Oblivion follows head towards our destiny pause
No, I don’t follow your energy
So I do em like the butler did Jeffery
On the run down, I stick with my goons
Go loony at my shows like I watch cartoons
My shit is eternal it ends with yo doom
So I fall back and let my pilots go boom
On the south side
We can get it
We ain’t bout that pretending
Boy better watch where you treading
Censor this bitch ain’t no viewer discretion
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Mind yo motherfucking business
Been off that shit on god
Bussin' it bussin' it bussin' it bussin' it
Boy better watch where you treading
Censor this bitch ain’t no viewer discretion
I don’t need you inside of my mentions
Nah I don't need that
Checks on my feet how I run to the cash
Cuz I ain't bout that chit chat
Like potle where that guap at cuz we ain’t bout that pretending
Ain’t no pretending when I got my sauce up
Odds were against me I had to boss up
I’m taking shots but no canon
So you better watch it when I’m on my Spanish
Work harder than the sweatshops Asian
Keep my rice all white like I’m racist
Oh lord now I gon' crazy
Jump more shots than Anthony Davis
I’ve been jumping more than a bean
Call more shots then Curry on my team
Make y’all alert than amber be searching
Clean you niggas out like fresh detergent
Pedro just hit that 3 4 5
Jokes die down when I arrive
Pussies stay inside like a feline house cat
Get more hits like Negan with a boombat
I been running on tracks more than an athlete
Got potato salad like white families
Crips said that they can’t even stand me
I ain’t talking no blues but frankly
These Benjies have been all on my mind
Flow so simplistic but I’m on my grind
Hating on me cuz y’all just some old-timers
But I’m making stats like math minors
I ain’t been to the one to talk shit
J’s bloodied up matches my fit
I don’t mean to flex these on niggas
But I meant to flex these on niggas
The ego took a dent on the trigger
So I went Django with my killers
Going bad like MJ Thriller
So whenever you want we can get it
On the south side
We can get it
We ain’t bout that pretending
Boy better watch where you treading
Censor this bitch ain’t no viewer discretion
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Mind yo motherfucking business
Been off that shit on god

Written by:
Pedro Figueroa

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