God Mode lyrics

[Hook: Ason Leaux]
I just came in on god mode
Pull up in the scene like chapo
Blessed by design
God spoke
Bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch I’m the chose
Side note
Pain all in my life it got my heart sore
Young black god. Yeah I want more
Yeah young black god. Yeah I want more
Done you f*cking. Dead
Pray to god I’m blessed
Many days I stressed out
Now I’m looking next
No S on my chest
Still I’m super man
Shawty call me Dad
b*tch I’m in my bag

[VERSE 1: Ason]
And I’m the sole n*gga to vouch this sh*t
Put all on my time on the sound and sh*t
Not a n*gga around to amount to this
Momma. I kill for my time this year
They Look at my face like they proud
Only few ones held me down
I was homeless. Felt this going south
Manifested all this from the couch

Had the vision
From the rip
Lil b*tch
Father fought against me for my dreams. Lil b*tch
f*ck a rapping n*gga who want beef
Put it on ya momma swear that ima eat
Lil b*tch
I just had to pray
Now I’m beast on
Look at my eyes
Know I’m meant for the beyond
You cannot teach. What I got
It’s a gift dawg
OG talent but I’m young
n*ggas p*ssed off
(Yeah)
I wasn’t made for the watching
I learned how to kill you in silence
I find my new life in the Bible
Gods timing. On time. My arrival
Promise (Ooo!)
Angels save me from the idols
Got a mixed b*tch . Like pianos
So rei de Moz. o puto confiado

God sent. God chose
God blessed. Oh god
How i got it here
Co-sign wack boys
I see ya plan
You OGs. Got a lot to fear
Playing 48 laws
f*ck patience. Man I’m way to god
Can’t break him
My pain too strong
Now I hate y’all
Should’ve helped my cause
n*gga

[Hook: Ason Leaux]
I just came in on god mode
Pull up in the scene like chapo
Blessed by design
God spoke
Bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch I’m the chose
Side note
Pain all in my life it got my heart sore
Young black god. Yeah I want more
Yeah young black god. Yeah I want more
Done you f*cking. Dead
Pray to god I’m blessed
Many days I stressed out
Now I’m looking next
No S on my chest
Still I’m super man
Shawty call me Dad
b*tch I’m in my bag

[Verse 2: Reason]
I remember standing in the cemetery, I was seven then i can remember clearly,to be honest with you man that sh*t was scary! I was mortified to see my dada burried/

I don’t think my mama coulda to then prepared me/ for the trauma on my mind to see him deaded/ cause I never knew him, only ever met him/ so my world fall apart like it’s Armageddon/ but yo now I get it!

Cause God made me in his very image!
Since I was 18 been the f*cken illest!
But when I had seeds I was on a mission!
Had the Superman beam with the S missing
I was hopping in a Beamer with an S missing!
Soldier in the scene like Chris Evans!
So could I understand why another man
Wanna see my end in the game when they snap fingers!

I’m a f*cken a beast I know it! Go look in the mirror, say my 3 times I’ll show it!! You and all the n*ggas that you role with/ ain't want none this beef, cause please I'll smoke it!!
Every time I speak osmosis, Seen a hater soul just leave from his knees to his shoulders/ see me in the streets I’m focused! Hear me on a beat just know that!

[Hook: Ason Leaux]
I just came in on god mode
Pull up in the scene like chapo
Blessed by design
God spoke
Bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch I’m the chose
Side note
Pain all in my life it got my heart sore
Young black god. Yeah I want more
Yeah young black god. Yeah I want more
Done you f*cking. Dead
Pray to god I’m blessed
Many days I stressed out
Now I’m looking next
No S on my chest
Still I’m super man
Shawty call me Dad
b*tch I’m in my bag