GODS - CHOPPINWOOD lyrics

[Intro] [Caleb Matson] GODS flow, 2014 Townhouse Square Productions, Caleb Matson Alright [Verse 1: Caleb Matson] I am choppin' wood, Hollywood Already there like they thought i would Good god i would, fatherhood, petrified, step-aside Aren't I good? Testify! Just face it I was meant to fly With no intent to fly, I was just meant to fly And it just happens though the clouds are just a friend of mine And someone please hurry the f** up and give me somethin' to sign! Got an expensive mind, put in extensive time And you can tell just by the way that I present this rhyme You can't prevent this shine, or reinvent this shine This that Go Out n' Do Somethin' with your business shine! This that Caleb Matson, Wild Card- edition time! And I ain't missin' mine i'm reelin' in my fishing line! Got a bite, got a hunch, got a mic, got a blunt Up in my grill, I grill these rappers up for lunch! How's that for a punch? How's that for a line? Add a little more rum stir it up and squeeze the lime, i'm Walkin' around all these circles, jumpin' all over these hurdles Makin' it hard for these haters, makin' their stomach's curdle And I ain't playin' games, smokin' nothin' but purple And I'm goin' so fast make you look like a turtle! That disco inferno, you heard that we burn bro Everytime time I gas yeah my foot's on the turbo! That disco inferno, you heard that we burn bro Everytime time I gas yeah my foot's on the turbo, b**h! This that Townhouse Square Productions love mothaf**as! Haha seriously! [Hook 1: Caleb Matson] Choppin' wood, Hollywood Already there like they thought I would! Good god i'm good! Good god i'm good! [Verse 2: Dylan Ireland] I'm 22 in my 23's Still f**in' up, still puffin' trees Sippin' that double cup and some OE My flows dope make you OD Real talk, no smokescreens Sealed-off, no leaks You in the nosebleeds! And i'm on this stage and you notice me! I ain't givin' up, no folding Yeah Wild Card that's my homie! G-O-D's till we OD That's 303 meets Jodeci 503, smokin' potent weed No sleep 'til we known globally! 503, smokin' potent weed No sleep 'til we known globally, ugh! [Bridge] [Dylan Ireland] Globally, uh! [Caleb Matson] Globally, uh, uh! [Dylan Ireland] Northwest sh**, the Pacific to get 'pecific Paintin' pretty pictures, trynna make this sh** realistic! [Caleb Matson] Realistic's been dismissed it's, the worlds red lipstick Goin down on this dick, 666 [Dylan Ireland] But i'm feelin' lucky like a triple 7 No question i'mma get to heaven I'mma make it rain, control the weather I'm too cold better get your sweater! [Caleb Matson] Get your sweater, get your bread up And like a diamond this sh**'s forever Caleb Matson, put your peddle to the f**in' metal Rhymes are sick so your stomach's never gonna settle! [Hook 2: Caleb Matson] Choppin' wood, Hollywood Already there like they thought I would! Choppin' wood, Hollywood Already there like they thought I would! Choppin' wood, Hollywood I'm already there like they thought I would! Like they thought I would! Like they thought I would! I'm already there like they thought I would! Townhouse Square Productions! [Outro] Good god i'm good! Good god i'm good!