There's a little man who sits on my shoulders
Knife to the ear
He says you'll never be enough
See you rust and you wilt
You turn flowers into boulders
What a pest of a man pouring salt in my cuts
Die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears, i cannot hear you when you rot
You're a silly little man
I turn flowers into boulders
Have you not heard of me?
I am your GOD
I am your
I am your
I am your
I am your
God
God
God
God
God
God
Welcome to Hell
Big Body must've forgot
Word
Sword to your veins
Cut em off
New wrist watch
Watch how i move in these mutha f*ckin streets
Mini Telfar and a Glock 19
Ooohhh
Bet you can't do it like me
Rob this trick then i fix my teeth
If you with it and you get it
Then you got it
If not, what's in your wallet?
And what not?
Quick when you hear the trunk pop
Step to the neck and another punk drop
Lesson #1 You f*cked up
Now is that how you treat your Mother?
Boot lickin ass bitches
Where you at?
Stay out of my business!
Belief is a choice but you gotta bare witness
God to a man aint none of my
Big Body bustin buck shots
Run to the sound of the gun
We don't call cops
100 bad bitches and they all my seeds
Big boy toys hidden under the seats
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the Summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet
Shhh
Turn the music down!
Little Man i am your
GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
GOD
GOD
GOD
Do you not remember me?
I gave you life!
I am your victim
The object of your knife
I am your God
There's a little man who sits on my shoulders
Knife to the ear, he says you'll never be enough
I say die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears
I cannot hear you when you rot
Huh
NO
Hoe you can't sit with me
Why do all your bitches need a fake ID?
Drugged in the club so you pay with your teeth
Price to your life ain't nothing to me
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet.
Shhh
Turn the music down
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There's a little man who sits on my shoulders
Knife to the ear
He says you'll never be enough
See you rust and you wilt
You turn flowers into boulders
What a pest of a man pouring salt in my cuts
Die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears, i cannot hear you when you rot
You're a silly little man
I turn flowers into boulders
Have you not heard of me?
I am your GOD
I am your
I am your
I am your
I am your
God
God
God
God
God
God
Welcome to Hell
Big Body must've forgot
Word
Sword to your veins
Cut em off
New wrist watch
Watch how i move in these mutha f*ckin streets
Mini Telfar and a Glock 19
Ooohhh
Bet you can't do it like me
Rob this trick then i fix my teeth
If you with it and you get it
Then you got it
If not, what's in your wallet?
And what not?
Quick when you hear the trunk pop
Step to the neck and another punk drop
Lesson #1 You f*cked up
Now is that how you treat your Mother?
Boot lickin ass bitches
Where you at?
Stay out of my business!
Belief is a choice but you gotta bare witness
God to a man aint none of my
Big Body bustin buck shots
Run to the sound of the gun
We don't call cops
100 bad bitches and they all my seeds
Big boy toys hidden under the seats
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the Summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet
Shhh
Turn the music down!
Little Man i am your
GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
GOD
GOD
GOD
Do you not remember me?
I gave you life!
I am your victim
The object of your knife
I am your God
There's a little man who sits on my shoulders
Knife to the ear, he says you'll never be enough
I say die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears
I cannot hear you when you rot
Huh
NO
Hoe you can't sit with me
Why do all your bitches need a fake ID?
Drugged in the club so you pay with your teeth
Price to your life ain't nothing to me
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet.
Shhh
Turn the music down
Knife to the ear
He says you'll never be enough
See you rust and you wilt
You turn flowers into boulders
What a pest of a man pouring salt in my cuts
Die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears, i cannot hear you when you rot
You're a silly little man
I turn flowers into boulders
Have you not heard of me?
I am your GOD
I am your
I am your
I am your
I am your
God
God
God
God
God
God
Welcome to Hell
Big Body must've forgot
Word
Sword to your veins
Cut em off
New wrist watch
Watch how i move in these mutha f*ckin streets
Mini Telfar and a Glock 19
Ooohhh
Bet you can't do it like me
Rob this trick then i fix my teeth
If you with it and you get it
Then you got it
If not, what's in your wallet?
And what not?
Quick when you hear the trunk pop
Step to the neck and another punk drop
Lesson #1 You f*cked up
Now is that how you treat your Mother?
Boot lickin ass bitches
Where you at?
Stay out of my business!
Belief is a choice but you gotta bare witness
God to a man aint none of my
Big Body bustin buck shots
Run to the sound of the gun
We don't call cops
100 bad bitches and they all my seeds
Big boy toys hidden under the seats
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the Summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet
Shhh
Turn the music down!
Little Man i am your
GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
I AM YOUR
GOD
GOD
GOD
GOD
Do you not remember me?
I gave you life!
I am your victim
The object of your knife
I am your God
There's a little man who sits on my shoulders
Knife to the ear, he says you'll never be enough
I say die little man
I set fire to my shoulders
Stitches in my ears
I cannot hear you when you rot
Huh
NO
Hoe you can't sit with me
Why do all your bitches need a fake ID?
Drugged in the club so you pay with your teeth
Price to your life ain't nothing to me
Blood in the water, drowned in the streets
Death in the summer, hot concrete
Stick to your gut, stay quick to your feet.
Shhh
Turn the music down
Writer: Baylynn Wednesday
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid