The flow Godly
But keep it gangster like Gotti
Got the all-seeing eye
Looking at me counting this money
Minds open
Eyes Open
It ain't secret societies
The murder rate rise every track that I body
And I know you heard the phrase
So jump if you feeling froggy
Everybody from my past
Now they sayin' sorry
Couldn't see the vision like me
Too late, you tardy
Scared to take a chance
Too fearless cause I'm the champ
Yeah
And I took a few loses
But I came back twice as strong
Taking precaution
King of the North
Yeah, I was chosen
Back in the day
I used to let it snow
Frozen
Yeah, all hail to the Queen
She passed the legacy to me
Now bow to the King
Behind the scenes
I see what it really be
A sucker born every day
When you first get in the game
See the B on my hat
Yeah, I'm ready to ball
Only real Niggas know
Ask my Nigga Screwball
I seen the rise and the fall of many Empires
But I'm still here
Still Gridin'
Survivor
Ha, diversified my portfolio
Most of y'all Niggas is lost
No direction to go
No more eatin' off my plate
So you see the fork in the road
And I move like a ghost, ha
Yeah, Hallelujah mother f*cker
You can pray
No one's gonna save you from the words I utter
Trying to box me in
But my minds sharp like a box cutter
Ain't no love in these streets
Word to your Mother
Ha, came from the gutter
Migrated to the suburbs
Now I'm smooth
Spread like butter
Still aim at your jugular
Talking out the side of your neck
We don't believe you
None of us
None of us
None of us
None of us
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English
The flow Godly
But keep it gangster like Gotti
Got the all-seeing eye
Looking at me counting this money
Minds open
Eyes Open
It ain't secret societies
The murder rate rise every track that I body
And I know you heard the phrase
So jump if you feeling froggy
Everybody from my past
Now they sayin' sorry
Couldn't see the vision like me
Too late, you tardy
Scared to take a chance
Too fearless cause I'm the champ
Yeah
And I took a few loses
But I came back twice as strong
Taking precaution
King of the North
Yeah, I was chosen
Back in the day
I used to let it snow
Frozen
Yeah, all hail to the Queen
She passed the legacy to me
Now bow to the King
Behind the scenes
I see what it really be
A sucker born every day
When you first get in the game
See the B on my hat
Yeah, I'm ready to ball
Only real Niggas know
Ask my Nigga Screwball
I seen the rise and the fall of many Empires
But I'm still here
Still Gridin'
Survivor
Ha, diversified my portfolio
Most of y'all Niggas is lost
No direction to go
No more eatin' off my plate
So you see the fork in the road
And I move like a ghost, ha
Yeah, Hallelujah mother f*cker
You can pray
No one's gonna save you from the words I utter
Trying to box me in
But my minds sharp like a box cutter
Ain't no love in these streets
Word to your Mother
Ha, came from the gutter
Migrated to the suburbs
Now I'm smooth
Spread like butter
Still aim at your jugular
Talking out the side of your neck
We don't believe you
None of us
None of us
None of us
None of us
But keep it gangster like Gotti
Got the all-seeing eye
Looking at me counting this money
Minds open
Eyes Open
It ain't secret societies
The murder rate rise every track that I body
And I know you heard the phrase
So jump if you feeling froggy
Everybody from my past
Now they sayin' sorry
Couldn't see the vision like me
Too late, you tardy
Scared to take a chance
Too fearless cause I'm the champ
Yeah
And I took a few loses
But I came back twice as strong
Taking precaution
King of the North
Yeah, I was chosen
Back in the day
I used to let it snow
Frozen
Yeah, all hail to the Queen
She passed the legacy to me
Now bow to the King
Behind the scenes
I see what it really be
A sucker born every day
When you first get in the game
See the B on my hat
Yeah, I'm ready to ball
Only real Niggas know
Ask my Nigga Screwball
I seen the rise and the fall of many Empires
But I'm still here
Still Gridin'
Survivor
Ha, diversified my portfolio
Most of y'all Niggas is lost
No direction to go
No more eatin' off my plate
So you see the fork in the road
And I move like a ghost, ha
Yeah, Hallelujah mother f*cker
You can pray
No one's gonna save you from the words I utter
Trying to box me in
But my minds sharp like a box cutter
Ain't no love in these streets
Word to your Mother
Ha, came from the gutter
Migrated to the suburbs
Now I'm smooth
Spread like butter
Still aim at your jugular
Talking out the side of your neck
We don't believe you
None of us
None of us
None of us
None of us
Writer: Robert Grant
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid