Godby Rd.

Lyrics

[Intro] It's LoLife Motherfuckin' Blacc (Ayy, TanaFyaThatShitUp) Let's get it [Verse 1] From the west, but trap on southside, make plays on Godby Rd Left from Texas, then I come back, serve my place on Morton Grove Krazy Blacx my brother, he sell bricks, see me for pints and bows All I know it top shelf, Indo, don't touch no fuckin' lows Sick of rappers speakin' better get jammed, they can't post their bail Independent, make a sale then rap, signed to the scale Tana hit me, said it finna be a drought, it movin' fast as hell LoLife Pat Mahomеs, ain't shit to floor it, put it in the bale That 992, known for makin' play calls, then spеnd dividends Chain gang, that my nigga, get a bag, forever count him in If we ain't made no money, my nigga, shit, how the fuck we friends? That bitch you postin' on your 'gram ain't nothin', blew her back in I head you lookin' for exotic bows, my nigga, tap in Blue like Dub C, with Mac 11, slidin' the Mac 10 Ain't dropped in a year, but I went gold in the trap It's LoLife Ludacris, bitch I throw bows 'cross the map [Bridge] Signed to the scale [Verse 2] With the crumbs, I took a loaf of bread and come back with the load Shout out Kitchen Aid, just made a 50 playin' with the bow From 448, for 448, you know I had them bitches sold Serve 'em 'cross the street, I'm the sreet, mama said I'm bold Pressin' up the street, apartment in the back, it's gettin' sold Had a couple cases pendin', paid 'em off, cold No favors, no handouts When they swing my door, they buy in bulk, they cash out I can work the mail or hit the road, get them bags out 2:30, block hot, still servin', why the tags out? See lights, better smash out I - 15, check them bags, slidin' down the 101 Bud transactions with my florist, we meet one to one I'm signed to the scale, speakin' facts, I ain't the only one LoLife Tiger Woods, with 5 7, put a hole in one [Outro] Still signed to the scale, nigga I'on know what the fuck you thought (Ayy, TanaFyaThatShitUp) It's LoLife Motherfuckin' Blacc Let's get it