Golden God by TommyTpc Lyrics
*Hook*
I don’t wanna be you (be you) I be feelin like a god. (Yeah)
Fake niggas yeah I see you (see you) you won’t live to see tomorrow.(Yeah)
Fuck around and make me kill you (kill you) middle fingers to the law. (Yeah)
No bitch I don’t feel you (feel you) I don’t return no calls (Yeah)
*Verse*
24/7 rippin runnin for a check
I come from the jects Treybo gave me a bed
Roaches in the kitchen how the fuck could I forget
Glock hold 26 so we takin heavy steps
I done did a lot of shit no longer innocent
Tommy on my body now these niggas copyin
Told my mama ima get her new Mercedes Benz
Bitch I get so high I’m talkin to the aliens
Jumped off the porch wit that torch on my side
If you not bout it then don’t tell no lies
Creep on yo street is you ready to die?
Unload this bitch it’s time to say goodbye
*Hook*
*Verse*
Move in step, yo bitch on my shoulder too
Don’t forget to lock the door you kno just what i came
To do
You gon have to eat this lil pill if I buss in you, got my
Own wave I be flexin like a muscle do
I be up on Main Street. 2am I can’t sleep
My homies smoke backwoods I fell in love wit swisher
Sweets
I don’t do that chit chat I click clack D Wade heat
I get so loose off the drugs it’s insanity
Open up that sun roof it’s hard for me to fuckin breathe
All that Twitter talkin, wanna die over a fuckin Tweet?
I don’t wanna be you cuz bitch I love bein me
Movin like a Golden God I bless you wit this .380
*Hook*
I don’t wanna be you (be you) I be feelin like a god. (Yeah)
Fake niggas yeah I see you (see you) you won’t live to see tomorrow.(Yeah)
Fuck around and make me kill you (kill you) middle fingers to the law. (Yeah)
No bitch I don’t feel you (feel you) I don’t return no calls (Yeah)
*Verse*
24/7 rippin runnin for a check
I come from the jects Treybo gave me a bed
Roaches in the kitchen how the fuck could I forget
Glock hold 26 so we takin heavy steps
I done did a lot of shit no longer innocent
Tommy on my body now these niggas copyin
Told my mama ima get her new Mercedes Benz
Bitch I get so high I’m talkin to the aliens
Jumped off the porch wit that torch on my side
If you not bout it then don’t tell no lies
Creep on yo street is you ready to die?
Unload this bitch it’s time to say goodbye
*Hook*
*Verse*
Move in step, yo bitch on my shoulder too
Don’t forget to lock the door you kno just what i came
To do
You gon have to eat this lil pill if I buss in you, got my
Own wave I be flexin like a muscle do
I be up on Main Street. 2am I can’t sleep
My homies smoke backwoods I fell in love wit swisher
Sweets
I don’t do that chit chat I click clack D Wade heat
I get so loose off the drugs it’s insanity
Open up that sun roof it’s hard for me to fuckin breathe
All that Twitter talkin, wanna die over a fuckin Tweet?
I don’t wanna be you cuz bitch I love bein me
Movin like a Golden God I bless you wit this .380
*Hook*