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New God Flow
kanye west、pusha t
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I believe theres a god above me
Im just the god of everything else
I put hoes in everything else
New God Flow
Fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer
Write it in bold letters
They love a niggas spirit
Like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha aint fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay as a wholesaler
I think its good that Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came up more
For more than just to rhyme with him
Think99
When Puff woulda had Shyne with him
Matching Daytonas
Rose gold on us
Going ham in the Ibiza done took a toll on us
But since you over do it
Im pour more
Well if you going coupe
Im going 4 door
Shake that body
Party that body
Come and have a good time with G-O-D.
Step on they necks till they cant breathe
Claim they 5 stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Lined them all up and lets just see
Fuck them
Ye fuck them Ye
I wouldnt piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier
They shoulda shopping in target
My shit is luxury Balmain
I'm balling Im all red
A nick sold in the park then I want in
Whats a king without a crown nigga
Whats a circus without you clown niggas
Whats a brick from an outta town nigga
When you flood and you can drown niggas
Its the GOOD music golden child
M-A-Dollar sign aint nobody hold me down
Hold up
I ain; t tryna stunt man
But the Yeezys jumped over the jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion God flow
I guess thats a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living 3 dreams
Biggie Smalls
Dr. King
Rodney Kings
Uh cause we cant get along, no resolution
Till we drown all these haters
Rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars money girls and the clothes
Nah man mad people was fronting
Picture working so hard and you cant cut through
That can mess up your whole life
Like the uncle that touched you
Im from the 312
Like where did God go
In his Murcielago
From working McDonalds
Barely paying the car note
He even got enough to get his mama a condo
Than they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend
40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot
You can feel it in the street
If you hope to someday surface
We got green our my eyes
Just follow my Eric Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane
Did strippers not make an arc when I made it rain
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame
Ran to Jacobs and made the new Jesus Chains
In Jesus name
Let the choir say
Im on fire ayy
Thats what Richard Pryor Say
And we annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dopeboy you know
They admire Ye
GOOD Music GOOD Music
GOOD Music GOOD Music
And all my niggas say GOOD Music
And all my ladies say GOOD Music
I dont know but Ive been told
I dont know but Ive been told
If you get fresh get all the hoes
If you get fresh get all the hoes
Im way fresher than all my foes
Im way fresher than all my foes
Somebody please pick out they clothes
Somebody please pick out they clothes
And all my niggas say GOOD Music
And all my ladies say GOOD Music
Who run this shit today GOOD Music
Who run this shit today GOOD Music