I’m God [Dirty Version]

(INTRO) As far we go you nigga is ain’t shit I’ve heard your song its disgraceful You hear my verse its an ocean I’m comin’ throu like a killer wale (VERSE 1) I never move solo Lord first on my chest like a fucken tattoo Every rapper is a rapper? nah don’t put me on that wack list ‘cause these niggas ain’t shit i body-bagged who tried to stop me Unless you got bars there’s a Hyena in the jungle That’s sway in the morning Born in africa but never mind how I spit shit You mentioned “Skr skrr” my nigga what’s popping? Big Zulu You ain’t shit you nigga got the same flows Didn’t you know that my rap is a mountain dawg? This a different air condition make you suffocate Soon i drop this shit they will say “I’m just up for clouts” Avoiding competition 36 years in the drought Tell me how you win awards but you nigga is really wack? Buh truly i ain’t mad Everything deals with cash I don’t paint my songs with a chorus for attraction I don’t need no vocalist to make my songs go poppin’ Look I don’t know why i keep writing this shit You need a fucken translator when you listen to this Cause all i know you just a rapper with a degree in zulu All I’ve Heard was 90 bars but to me it’s was 10 bars Whoa (BRIDGE) You ain’t as big as you think you are So leave the “BIG” word for em big dogs I’m the ghost to the future (CHORUS) Incase you didn’t know but now you know that I’m God Nigga I’m God (Nigga I’m God) If you didn’t know but now you know that I’m God Nigga I’m God (nigga I’m God) Incase you didn’t know now you know that I’m God (BRIDGE) You Ain’t as big as you think you are So leave the “BIG” word for em Big Dogs I’m the Ghost to the future I’m the God, You Lil bitch (VERSE 2) What you got from your record which is big dawg? We don’t care about the money that you get dawg Do you Know want the f*ck you doing rap for? Besides the fucken income or the label? Man this rap is like a cycle for the kids whom needs help Their lives on em streets man we die for this rap So truly i go mad when you talk about your cash And claim you the best while you ain’t got non to show nigga You got it on the outside but inside you ain’t shit Wondring who’s next on your chapter of replacement Nigga in fact i heard y’all Rap you just lying We buy your fakes songs theirs Ghostwriting on your lyrics With same flows like a fucken ice cream song BRIDGE) You Ain’t as big as you think you are So leave the “BIG” word for em Big Dogs I’m the Ghost to the future (OUTRO) Incase you didn’t know now you know that I’m God