From With In by GreekDaGod Lyrics
[VERSE 1: GREEKDAGOD
This could be the illest shit I ever wrote
To sick, swan flu, sore throat
Catch me in da booth spitting hot flows
In da back of my mind I thinking major doe
As I walk in the room
Her eyes is gleaming
Her only son
Always by her side
Never giving up hope
I'm bound to rise
Catch me riding fast in my car
My C05
Tell me who's hotter then I
Tell them buy me a boat
I need a boat
Y'all dick riding wackness, from
Store to store
Hoping town to town, giving hi 5"s
For their fake sounds
And there fake styles
They Not original
They copying styles
They not trapping the block
They riding cows
They not shooting no Glocks
They skating now
Im da one who killed goliath
Im da one who fought with lions
Im da one, who got da crown
Fuck it im Da hottest out
You rockin with the killer kings
Straight renegade ,call me Yung stunna
No easy way out
No hook to this shit
Whos really going bar to bar
Who really wishing on dat shooting star
No wishes coming true
No fairy tale
It's a cold world, it's not hard to tell
No fear in my eyes , hear I stand
Never walking alone
Take a closer look
My angel always there
Would of been dead
Right On da ground
Dust in the dirt
I would of been down for the count (2x)
Now they call me greek
This could be the illest shit I ever wrote
To sick, swan flu, sore throat
Catch me in da booth spitting hot flows
In da back of my mind I thinking major doe
As I walk in the room
Her eyes is gleaming
Her only son
Always by her side
Never giving up hope
I'm bound to rise
Catch me riding fast in my car
My C05
Tell me who's hotter then I
Tell them buy me a boat
I need a boat
Y'all dick riding wackness, from
Store to store
Hoping town to town, giving hi 5"s
For their fake sounds
And there fake styles
They Not original
They copying styles
They not trapping the block
They riding cows
They not shooting no Glocks
They skating now
Im da one who killed goliath
Im da one who fought with lions
Im da one, who got da crown
Fuck it im Da hottest out
You rockin with the killer kings
Straight renegade ,call me Yung stunna
No easy way out
No hook to this shit
Whos really going bar to bar
Who really wishing on dat shooting star
No wishes coming true
No fairy tale
It's a cold world, it's not hard to tell
No fear in my eyes , hear I stand
Never walking alone
Take a closer look
My angel always there
Would of been dead
Right On da ground
Dust in the dirt
I would of been down for the count (2x)
Now they call me greek