C.M.L.
When God Speaks
[Intro]
Y'all already know what time I'm on man (set). I really feel like I'm God though you know what I'm telling you? You know know how you see shit before it happens? You know what I'm saying? Like I, I came from a placem na, I came from a dark place man (projects man). Top 30 boys though, I did (on God). That said I ain't going back n***a. I made it here for a motherfucking reason n***a. (G-O-D n***a) Yeah

[Verse]
Yo, I told 'em I won't settle, I keep bitches in stilettos (facts)
I'm faced off with the devil, you get slapped up with this metal (clown ass n***a)
I made it out the ghetto, I can't stoop down to your level (uh uh)
I got a temper tantrum, please don't push me likе a pedal (mmm)
We got switches on thеse mags, high performance on these Jags (rrt)
Bitch you all up in the way, go bust a play, get off your ass
The way I'm sending all these n***as, boy I shoulda been they dad
The way I'm running over n***as, probably think I'm Warren Sapp
I got a bitch from Memphis, but all she do is steal and bring it back (that part)
When that hoe get in my car, that bitch gon' put on Project Pat (yuh)
I just bought my bitch a car, that hoe say she don't ride in 'lacs (yup)
I just bought a 100 packs, and had it dropped off in the trap (30)
All these n***as talking crazy 'til we find out where they at (bitch ass)
Keep your hoe up out my mace, or get your baby mama whacked (pow pow)
We got fullies, we got sticks, we got choppers, we got MACs (pow pow pow)
All that running when we gunning, that's what got your partner smacked (dead homies)
This ain't fiction bitch, it's facts (facts)
All my killers dressed in black (black)
When I'm talking shit I snap (uh huh)
I don't never write no raps (what else?)
When you really out here thugging, ain't no need for you to cap (n***a)
When I turn my IG off, that same day, your brody was whacked (dead homies)
These n***as faking for the 'gram (uh huh)
I'm a goat I'm not a lamb (goat)
Jump out on you with a stick, and smoke a n***a like a ham (bitch ass n***a)
I'm a gangster and a pimp, I'm taxing hoes like Uncle Sam (facts)
If we catch you stealing from the mobb, we cut off both your hands (the mobb)
You won't steal from me again, murder you and kill your friends (bitch ass n***a)
Spin your block, and spin again
Pop him all up in his chin (pop pop)
N***as love it when I lose, I'm celebrating when I win (celebrating)
Got the gang blocking traffic, pouring Rosé all on my Benz (rrt)
Hit the backwoods, double R's (yah), hundred thousand in my pants (rrt)
If he run, take his legs away, call him Lieutenant Dan (hahahahaha)
N***as hate me 'cause I made it, but they used to be my fans (bitch ass n***a)
All this money in my pockets, fucking up the way I stand (Bank'd Up)
When you balling like I'm balling boy, the opps ain't got a chance (nuh uh)
I'm the biggest n***a living, don't get stepped on like some cans (CML)
Went and did my time up in the pen, I came home with a plan (facts)
Now I'm sticking to the script, it ain't no switching on the clan (never)
Half a million worth of diamonds bitch, I stunt like Jackie Chan (yuh)
You a motherfucking frog, fairytale like Peter Pan (bitch ass)
Walking on a private land, with my socks off in the sand (rich boy)
And your girlfriend like it kinky, so I'm tearing off her pants (what else?)