God$$on - Let Him In lyrics

[Verse 1] God$$on Godly Godly Till im done Eye on the dollar like the number spot I'mma strip you of This that never fake Never hesitate How the f** you hate?!? Throw these n***as all on my f**ing plate Dinner start at 7:30 you goan all wind up getting ate get it straight Im a God lil n***a dont die i just elevate Levitate to the top spot, my God, my watch My music like a drug your b**h a fiend she all on my crotch Then f** it I'mma dope boy , competition better hope boy I dont go the wrong path turn you into rickys rolls royce Yelling p**y money weed thats all a n***a need No its not thats just part of n***as greed These n***as filled with the molly the liqor all the codeine Out of sprite (spite) i just might leave these n***as all sitting leaned Its just competition And n***a im tryna win Name whoever you think is king and pray heaven a let him in Godly Name whoever you think is king and pray heaven a let him in Godly [Verse 2] Im 24 hours from greatness don't debate this Pa** the blunt, pa** the baton or do not pa** me sh** is basic k** the game like k**a cam im taking bets up in the basement Like im Rico Paid in full but pray i stay away from pain my brain is full With dreams of holding verse of the year And if i die before i wake just pray im known for this here Cuz i swear f** these n***as this year f** these n***as last year f** any year i wasn't on getting respect is that clear I dream big then biggie, Im tryna one up 2Pac Call me three pac will i take a Big L from you man hell Nas Who this n***a really think he is Dont ever fix yo lips and put yourself with pac and big you foolish kid You ain't got credentials to live up to this don't f** with this Hov was right if I'm fighting ghosts tell me Lord how do i win You hear my heart that sh** is beating n***a Music my drug inside these streets and a haters police my n***a So stop policing my n***a f** your reasons n***a I ain't come to reason with you Im just trying to do it better then them n***as that i looked up to Thats the sh** Thats the sh** Thats the sh** new legends do And i ain't saying make a way im saying im coming through Kick in the door waving the 44 round here my pen is the sword beheading you fake lords Claim real with your fake gold neck the colour of hulk Same colour my pockets is Pocket this