Lil Bibby - John Snow lyrics

[Intro] (The lord let you come back for a reason) They think you are some type of god. It's completely f**ing mad, it seems to me. I can only imagine how it seems to you. The man who returned from the dead [Verse] I got 'em like damn, who is that boy from the 'Go He steady switchin' his flow Pull up the show, he rockin' all of this gold Why is he soundin' so old? Nobody knows, nobody knows Told 'em f** all of these clothes, just give me the dough I just been stackin' this print like the Jon is comin' I'm in Chiraq coolin', countin' hundreds Like Rob who? Boy don't no dummy Please don't run up on 'em, keep a gun up on 'em Like bah-bah-bah, 30 on me, I'll murder homie You prolly shoulda been a good friend Now it's blood on my new Timbs I be with k**ers like f** a security Shots to the buster's security Thuggin', I hang with my brother cause that n***a love me We gettin' somethin', I know I ain't comin' I know he ain't runnin' He just let off 100 if I say let off 100 And I put loyalty way before royalty Love for my n***as is right under money I stay in the city and I ride dolo Cruisin' the streets and it's just me and .44 Keepin' it low-low My n***a got caught with some dope and I think that he work for the po-po I'm still in the street Dressed in all black with my n***as, I'm tryna get ready to beef Remember them nights I didn't even eat, trapped in the snow and I can't feel my feet They calling me Bibby the King, please stop with the memes These n***as think it's a joke, we totin' Glocks with the beams These n***as act like they real, but they are not what they seem These n***as dying their dreads, tell me what's wrong with they heads? My flow Notorious, I hang with warriors You don't want war with us, nah You wanna go with us, go ahead and blow with us We gon' come back doin' fine Fine-fine-fine, and I put that on Allah You little n***as shouldn't even try It's guaranteed n***as'll die Yeah I'm a crack baby, I'm bout to go crazy The industry made me insane I hang with lucifer, we'll come shoot at ya b**h I will die for my gang Can you help me find me a brain I cannot remember my name I think I done lost it I don't what they call me but you can just call me the king