[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Uh, I be damned, if my chopper jam
Murder clan, put the heat to you like a model tan
My empire is built off mad respect
You disrespect the God start of ya death, you getting wet
Twisting necks like blunts, never been defeated once
Snatch ya lunch, hollow tips we got a bunch
Get you touched, no worry bout such and such
Just slide bullets in the clip until you fill it up
Frontlines for ya mind, the tops a long climb
Even with shortcuts it takes a long time
The God's hustle isn't never ending
Your life bendin, I'm waiting in ya bushes with night vision
So n***a turn me up like breaking news
After I kill the mic I go and cop some jewels
You know the rules, so I brought some extra tools
You gone run the soles out running you need some extra shoes

[Verse 2: Jay NiCE]
Hahahaha
Goofy ass n***as
DukeFlyTalker Uh
Supreme shirt with the scenes of Akira
I see success when I stare at me in the mirror
We the nicest, it couldn't be any clearer
Run God's green earth with a team full of killers
The Gawds green worth a couple G's that they scared of
Ya eyes need work if you can't see ima terror
Its Flair
I got the cheese, I'm prepared bruh
Fear is love, you feeling salty? Well here's a slug
Fear of God sheer gloves, the leather match the zippers
I never ask permission, you heard Ghosts wit me and 'Don?
This the second apparition, seven raps I'm giving
Check the stats, I'm gifted
Bet a stack, I bet I snatch the winnings
Alpha male plus my jacket cold, black and gold
The ratchet exposed like hoodrats on them rap shows
Opened the briefcase, it flashed gold
Its been a long day, the family diner got robbed by some assholes
Fuck