Текст песни Convo With God - Ak The God

It's like I sacrifice run it up
Just to blow it again
Mama said I need better eyes
When choosing my friends
I can't help it third eye closed wrist on froze
Too much money for these skinnies
Imma need some Girbauds
Bankroll on bankroll
Fucking all these skank hoes
Like I'm average
But what you expect
From a nigga who never had shit
Only thing I ever prayed for
Was a fast whip and a bad bitch
In real life I'm closer to Jigga
Than most niggas cause in real life
I was really a dope dealer go figure
You know the way you tryna live like
But ain't gettin right
Cause you never pushed a pack
Or never smelled a crack pipe
That shit will change you
I view life from a different angle
I channeled my anger
Now I kick shit like a power ranger
This rap shit not just a hobby to me
The shit these niggas kickin
They really got it from me
You know I dyed my hair you dyed yours
I sung my chorus you sung yours
I'm like the artist of the year
But I ain't getting no awards
Hold ya applause
Its like these niggas jump on my dick
When they get bored I'm floored
Niggas my sons life a chess board
Then these niggas is pawns
Bang her head on the head board
Til she bout to cum
His Achilles done tore he had a hell of a run
But now that you done lets toast to the one
Ak the God Ak the Don
Aka money made
With a zip and a gun
Fly high Artie Mae
Look at yo grandson
I stack hustled and I prayed
Streets made me the one
Every chain on my neck
Look like it came out the pond
Its full of water I'm in my bag
I took em back to the Carter
Fuck a gimmick or a image
I'm jus raising my daughters
Had some niggas call me stingy
They no longer my partner
Don't wanna kick it how I kick it
It ain't my problem why bother
Cause every nigga got a story
You gotta be ya own author
Can't blame me for ya downfall
Cause every time Ak hit the ground
Shawty bounce up like round ball
Check Scrapper
I got nephews to look after
I'm not looking at you dudes
I'm looking past ya
On to greener pastures
On to greener pastures

And it was all games and laughter
Till I shot past em
He came outta pocket
Then them shooters came and sacked him
Eight ball corner pocket fuck nigga re rack em
Cause now its game over
I done got some closure
Niggaz sleeping on me
I'm a hit em with the Folgers
Member all dem years ago
Bitch I told ya
Cant say I ain't the goat
Member all them years ago
Bitch I told ya