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GOD Everything

Melo X feat. Jesse Boykins III
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As I sit back and write this Thinking of ways I can ignite this Poetic fire, I'm a writer Bringing you my life behind bars like prisoners up in Rikers God, I might just have to put on a glittery glove like Mike does Grabbing on my crotch, yelling out "Yeah, what, what!" Till the cops come and give me life cause I killed this God, premeditated I've elevated Now my latest is labeled as immediate greatness And I gotta work ten times harder just to feed my only daughter But she's not even born yet Sometimes I feel like I'm not even on yet So I go off, show off my Mac needs a new hard drive And more memory, I got hard drive due to flawed memories Of me being broke and pissed Never hopeless but I stood close to it So I wrote this for those who go through it Understand there's a reason for most of it I am brown all around like smoker's lips If you white it's alright we can all get lit Every color in between with a dollar and a dream We the kings and the queens let's toast to this God, now I'm planning my next moves YouTube's amassed mass amount of views They say there's no way that he can lose But I gotta pay dues until I hit the news And they calling me the best true and living Yeah I said it, I'm the greatest now I bet you start to listen And pay attention, it don't cost much And I hold it down till my bed is a coffin God This is everything Striving to be king Fighting for a dream This is everything This is everything Living as a king Flying through my dreams This is everything As I sit back and write this Thinking of ways to be majorly paid In a couple of days I take a flight quick And be out of the States to a place where they praise me For being me, it's funny how you get more respect overseas So the goal is to travel the globe now Not everyone can be a prophet in his own town And I found that it's true Yeah they miss you when you're gone But when you return, they'll treat you like a don And real life's not a hologram fam Hustle my music as if I was moving hella grams I put on for my city worldwide The whole industry can sleep like they sipping on Thai The naw PM, I wakes in the AM And produce beats that'll quake when you play em Earth rumbling plus the verse hurts Make you rewind it back like a reverse verse I'm independent so I need my Medicaid first Plus my Obama phone you can call it what you want This is just some of the ways we get by This is just one of the ways I stay fly With nothing but my fans I still be the man And tell em thanks for giving like pumpkin pies But I call em supporters As an artist understand you support us So with the love that you show with a tweet or a post Some of us know we could be in the streets with the toast Or laying six feet with the ghost Or in my case working a 9 to 5 with nothing to show for it Many forfeit, others want it so bad they force it But I'm one with the forces This is everything Striving to be king Fighting for a dream This is everything This is everything Living as a king Flying through my dreams This is everything All my Gods keep your hands up high All my Gods put your hands up high All my Gods keep your hands up We all Gods, male, female, God don't got no sex No race, omnipotent, omnipotence It's the God, God God everything God laptops God melanin God dreadlocks You already know that