The Godfather (feat. Tmain)

Look I said too much I didn't mean to Notes from the author You shouldn't read through I'll make you an offer you couldn't refuse Movie about to start soon No more previews Thinking of a couple places I cant go I can't run from my past like Usain bolt But its made me a free man like Django Though I know that it takes two to tango Shit weighing me down like an anchor And that means Ive been carrying a boatload Dead to me if my family in any danger Poison to what was once a heart of rose gold My responsibility is home grown Put some respect on my name Vito Corleone Might put the strap to my head Like a go pro So cold they'd even get it on camera Back to the time I used to feel like the man of the hour Ive lost my power Just a Joe Schmo Friends turning sweet to sour Shooting low blows Im making moves Now its filling them with fomo Jumped a couple times forgot what the cause was Probably pushing buttons till that shit caught up Im vengeful yet searching for an oasis Revising my morals My way of thinking was tasteless Ugh Godfather Family ties Speak on my name I just cant let it slide Tryna pull strings Imma leave your hands tied Horse head in the bed I know where the snake lies Thank god He blessing all mine We gon' break bread Turn the water to wine Sitting down to dine Gang on my side Yeah Imma ride till the day I die Yeah Im the anti Hero of the story but it aint mine Pulled too hard now my hands tied Live life with my mother fucking eyes wide Left here all alone with my head high Creep in the dark its like Ghosts by my bed side The fear of my thoughts Used to leave me with them red eyes You don't wanna bark up the tree Or you a dead guy Made it out by the skin of my teeth Haunting my dreams a lot of paranoid nights Blood red shirt Used to be a white-T Its not what it seems Just a couple bad fights I know what it means to act tough and pay the price Dealing off fiends I used to wish I had a knife Or a chopstick to turn you into pork fried rice It aint a laughing matter I should take my own advice Good god They gon' see exactly how we run it Imma keep it steady how Im never gonna rush it I lost the child in my baby mamas stomach But I been a father Way before the way I get to sunning Yeah Imma handle my business Run it up I ain't talking bout fitness I ain't fucking with none these little bitches I pull the kill switch never leave a witness Dismissive the way they try to shoo me home Earn respect till they treat me like a Corleone Upgraded Head spinning like a dvd This shit ain't a movie dawg My life is a trilogy Now they treat me like the big boss Imma make the money dance like Im Rick Ross All I see is red when I'm pissed off Hit em like the beat when the sticks cross Im gone