Ibn Inglor - Lordy Lord AV lyrics

[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