[Verse 1]
Balenciaga so cold n*gga
Givenchy shirts, but what its all worth?
Joy to the heart, I afford what I can, cause it's all that I got
Money and the clothes that be all on my back
And a couple real n*ggas, flooding the trap
With a couple real b*tches like, with a couple real b*tches like
Endorse my raps cause of course I'm it
These n*ggas talk light, I enforce, inter-course
With a b*tch, give her pipe, give it right
Let her know this, Ibn nice in the night
Talk what I want cause I back what I speak
n*ggas talk slick, but their actions ah be, nah
Actions ah be, n*ggas talk slick but no action I see
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Lordy lord that boy finna' blow
Get up off my di*k, get up off my sh*t
La Lordy Lord, that flow finna' go so far
Never show no partners go
[Bridge]
This the GawdsSpeed n*gga, GawdsSpeed n*gga
GawdsSpeed n*gga, n*ggas no no they can't stop me n*gga nah
It's GawdsSpeed n*gga, moving at a pace but it's our speed n*gga
This that GawdsSpeed n*gga, this that GawdsSpeed n*gga
This that GawdsSpeed n*gga ahh
[Verse 2]
Balenciaga so cold n*gga, Versace gold, but when it's all told
n*ggas act if, they was planning my sh*t
Demise in they eyes, they was planning my hit
Couldn't get a spin then, now they playing my sh*t
That's that GawdsSpeed n*gga
Take control of your world, enforce what you want, get a hold of your girl
n*ggas catch feelings, hella hoes in the world
But you a ho my n*gga
Mom told me you got a voice, let it voice
Let the whole world hear it little Southside n*gga let's ride
Straight from the Gardens, and I rep that hard
Vain to the heart, never step back, forward
Flows never flawed, I perfect that boy cause
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[Verse 3]
Balenciaga's with the fossil fuels
This GawdsSpeed n*gga finna' pack a blow
We striving to the castle with goddess gold
And this old life n*gga with a lot of soul
Said this old wise n*gga said a lot was told
Get them motherf*ckers before gats explode
War time n*ggas better lock and load
Who riding with them n*ggas we about to go shoot
Hold me to the ground motherf*ckers
Hold to the crown, I will rise when it's time
GawdsSpeed n*gga, sit in line when I shine
Get along to point that crowd yelling ahhh
GawdsSpeed n*ggas hear the crowd yelling ahhh
b*tches hold me down to the ground level, nah
Hold me to the level that the devil could never choose
Demons and the Gawds, that's a battle we never lose
Gawd I'm about to blow
Picking another route, so these scouts can know
That I ride all alone and this path is close
Success in a cage, I'm actually close
Sing to the Lord so the pastors know
That you cling to the Lord when you 'bout to go
When the kings pull a sword to the pastors throat, God