[Verse 1]
Balenciaga so cold n***a
Givenchy shirts, but what its all worth?
Joy to the heart, I afford what I can, cause it's all that I got
Money and the clothes that be all on my back
And a couple real n***as, flooding the trap
With a couple real b**hes like, with a couple real b**hes like
Endorse my raps cause of course I'm it
These n***as talk light, I enforce, inter-course
With a b**h, give her pipe, give it right
Let her know this, Ibn nice in the night
Talk what I want cause I back what I speak
n***as talk slick, but their actions ah be, nah
Actions ah be, n***as talk slick but no action I see
[Hook x2]
Lordy lord that boy finna' blow
Get up off my dick, get up off my sh**
La Lordy Lord, that flow finna' go so far
Never show no partners go
[Bridge]
This the GawdsSpeed n***a, GawdsSpeed n***a
GawdsSpeed n***a, n***as no no they can't stop me n***a nah
It's GawdsSpeed n***a, moving at a pace but it's our speed n***a
This that GawdsSpeed n***a, this that GawdsSpeed n***a
This that GawdsSpeed n***a ahh
[Verse 2]
Balenciaga so cold n***a, Versace gold, but when it's all told
n***as act if, they was planning my sh**
Demise in they eyes, they was planning my hit
Couldn't get a spin then, now they playing my sh**
That's that GawdsSpeed n***a
Take control of your world, enforce what you want, get a hold of your girl
n***as catch feelings, hella hoes in the world
But you a ho my n***a
Mom told me you got a voice, let it voice
Let the whole world hear it little Southside n***a let's ride
Straight from the Gardens, and I rep that hard
Vain to the heart, never step back, forward
Flows never flawed, I perfect that boy cause
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Verse 3]
Balenciaga's with the fossil fuels
This GawdsSpeed n***a finna' pack a blow
We striving to the castle with goddess gold
And this old life n***a with a lot of soul
Said this old wise n***a said a lot was told
Get them motherf**ers before gats explode
War time n***as better lock and load
Who riding with them n***as we about to go shoot
Hold me to the ground motherf**ers
Hold to the crown, I will rise when it's time
GawdsSpeed n***a, sit in line when I shine
Get along to point that crowd yelling ahhh
GawdsSpeed n***as hear the crowd yelling ahhh
b**hes hold me down to the ground level, nah
Hold me to the level that the devil could never choose
Demons and the Gawds, that's a battle we never lose
Gawd I'm about to blow
Picking another route, so these scouts can know
That I ride all alone and this path is close
Success in a cage, I'm actually close
Sing to the Lord so the pastors know
That you cling to the Lord when you 'bout to go
When the kings pull a sword to the pastors throat, God