Godz

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[Intro] La [Verse 1] What you know about me, huh? I been doin' this since I was knee high Gotta rep it for the tittas till the day I die And we ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, bye-bye (See ya) Came a long way since I was on rock bottom Straight out of prison, straight to the showstoppin' What you gonna say about me, brah? I been open Ain't no shame in my game 'cause I get it poppin' Gon' switch on 'em (Hey-ayy) Let me tell you something 'bout me [?] Give a fuck about opinions 'cause they don't pay rent I invest in my kids, that's money well spent If you don't like me, go and write that diss Ninety-nine problems and haters ain't shit 'Cause I am not destinеd to cater to pricks Get off my [?] get off mum's tits And worry 'bout puttin' a roof on your hеad (Ha) You ain't fuckin' with me, nah Got my back backed up by ancestors [?] be beatin' up my chest, cuz And if you think I'm a pussy, I'm a mad cunt, gone Barkaa here came back from the dead Had a noose on my neck, kicked it off with my legs (Ha) So before you go throw dirt on my name Make sure you say my name with some respect, bitch [Chorus] Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot La Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods La I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top [Verse 2] I'ma tell 'em how is it, cuz You ain't fuckin' with a titta 'cause she got bars Got a few haters wishin' on my downfall (C'mon) But got mad mob with me on my come up (Yeah) And I can see the [?] and yeah, I came with it 'Cause ain't nobody done did what I done with it (Ha) I'm a blak matriarch with a big spirit And I'm born gifted, baby, so I'm gonna get it, uh Go on, switch with it You can't tell me shit about me, bitch 'Cause I grew from the gutter, made it out that trench (Grr) Gonna come for everything, but they said I wouldn't get 'em When I get back my land, you can call me the king I'm flyer than most 'cause I grew back my wings I broke off my chains, give a fuck 'bout the bling Fuck 'bout your labels, I'm signed to that label Put food on my table, I'm doin' my thing (Woo) How you gonna hate me, huh? Yeah, I do what I want, when I want, brah (Fuck ya) I got nobody tellin' me what to do And if you try, motherfucker, you won't get far, swear I had people threw dirt on my name But they buried the seed, so I started to gain Too many scabs, go on, get off my plate Got no loose change, get the fuck out my face, bitch [Chorus] Told you, no stoppin' till my body rot La Rep for my tittas, my tittas are gods La I got it on lock 'cause this shit's all I got I'm a certified boss, yeah, I'm Barkaa, the don And I'm cream of the crop, I belong here on top [Verse 3] Lah, I had to build it from the bottom when I came up (Yeah) Didn't have an option just to give up, so I [?] Everybody placed their judgement on me as a young mum But I knew I was destined for this greatness, I'm a young gun Let me tell you something that I think that you should know 'bout If you stuck in the traps, I promise you there's a way out Everything happens for a reason, watch it play out And if you doubted my come up, I'ma chin up and say "Hey, now" Baby, it's all breezy over here I got ancestors here with me, so I ain't really got fear (Nah) Everybody in my ear, tellin' me that I'm the one But without all the mob, then I ain't really got none I'm only hear 'cause my people were the ones to lift me up (True) So I'ma rep it for my mob, young titta really gon' stunt (Mm-hmm) If you think that you got nothin', go look in the mirror, bub And say to yourself "You ain't stoppin' here till it's all said and done"
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Credits
- Writers
- Just A Gent
- Jayteehazard
- Barkaa