Level up, catch me in the field with the devil
You coulda kept the shit real with a nigga
Now I run past, catch me in the end with the medal
And little do you know I done peeped all the shit you did
So real shit you can never
Pull a fib over eyes like leather
Well face it, we was stiff on the board
It tastes good like salt through the pores
With new words like chalk on the floor
And through birds you can hear it when I sing that song for you
Nonetheless I got a song for you, let's hear it
A fool like Ashanti
Maybe it's a mood like avant garde
True love like the stars of Evangeline
Do you remember them trips out to Bangladesh and Prague
The ride of your life, the best of cars
Had the time of your life, an Audemars Piguet
Saks Fifth Ave, you want it all pick it
But that's where I f*cked up
See, in a sense, I done lucked up
Four leaves, bust down bout 20
G's out the bag
A nigga couldn't get up out his seat
On ass in the message thread about you
And man, it's a cold tale
But never fear cause the Hova's here to bring truth to the light
I'm coming out the ground like a sleuth in the night
In this suit I'm a knight for you
G HOVA - song for you Lyrics
G HOVA - song for you Lyrics
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Level up, catch me in the field with the devil
You coulda kept the shit real with a nigga
Now I run past, catch me in the end with the medal
And little do you know I done peeped all the shit you did
So real shit you can never
Pull a fib over eyes like leather
Well face it, we was stiff on the board
It tastes good like salt through the pores
With new words like chalk on the floor
And through birds you can hear it when I sing that song for you
Nonetheless I got a song for you, let's hear it
A fool like Ashanti
Maybe it's a mood like avant garde
True love like the stars of Evangeline
Do you remember them trips out to Bangladesh and Prague
The ride of your life, the best of cars
Had the time of your life, an Audemars Piguet
Saks Fifth Ave, you want it all pick it
But that's where I f*cked up
See, in a sense, I done lucked up
Four leaves, bust down bout 20
G's out the bag
A nigga couldn't get up out his seat
On ass in the message thread about you
And man, it's a cold tale
But never fear cause the Hova's here to bring truth to the light
I'm coming out the ground like a sleuth in the night
In this suit I'm a knight for you
You coulda kept the shit real with a nigga
Now I run past, catch me in the end with the medal
And little do you know I done peeped all the shit you did
So real shit you can never
Pull a fib over eyes like leather
Well face it, we was stiff on the board
It tastes good like salt through the pores
With new words like chalk on the floor
And through birds you can hear it when I sing that song for you
Nonetheless I got a song for you, let's hear it
A fool like Ashanti
Maybe it's a mood like avant garde
True love like the stars of Evangeline
Do you remember them trips out to Bangladesh and Prague
The ride of your life, the best of cars
Had the time of your life, an Audemars Piguet
Saks Fifth Ave, you want it all pick it
But that's where I f*cked up
See, in a sense, I done lucked up
Four leaves, bust down bout 20
G's out the bag
A nigga couldn't get up out his seat
On ass in the message thread about you
And man, it's a cold tale
But never fear cause the Hova's here to bring truth to the light
I'm coming out the ground like a sleuth in the night
In this suit I'm a knight for you
Writer: Gregory Hicks
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid