Flighteous - Godfather Lyrics

I never cry about it
Hopping out the whip cryogenic
Bitch im diabolic
Cropping out the pics
Old friends my retired potnas
Imma smack ya booty like a pimp
But I'm the godfather
I'm the godfather
Imma chop the head off that horse
Like a samurai
Niggas in the kitchen no point like a butter knife
Loving my progression
Nigga say that boy aint nothing nice
You a fan of me
What you plan to be
Hang like canopy
This that pure insanity
From my family tree
Ain't no planning b
This that nailing shit
Bout bout it master p
Bout to write a master piece
Calamity
Hope it never jam
Don't you jam on me
Don't you slam on me
Don't you tell nobody secrets that you got from me
Save the pillow talk
Blowing willow
Out the amg
This nigga bout to kill the talk
So stay in seats like athletes
Filling up arenas
They wan see us feeling apathy
But nigga got that heart
So they feel a nigga naturally
No nigga coming after me pause
Ain't no nigga that can rap with me
These casualty bars
I need a salary
Imagine I was quitting
Til them ppl say they backing me
Now a nigga blacking
They just witness while its happening
I was lacking faith
Lacking paper
Lacking family
Now I'm like a napkin how I wipe a nigga tracking me
This that classic flight
Like a pipe how im cracking shit
Thieves in the night keep a mallet when we whacking shit
Keep some extra sauce take that loss when you have to bitch
Back to back suburbans nigga serving like some racket shit
I never cry about it
Hopping out the whip cryogenic
Bitch im diabolic
Cropping out the pics
Old friends my retired potnas
Imma smack ya booty like a pimp
But I'm the godfather
I'm the godfather
Imma chop the head off that horse
Like a samurai
Niggas in the kitchen no point like a butter knife
Loving my progression
Nigga say that boy aint nothing nice