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OG Maco - GOD WILLIN! lyrics

[Hook]
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord, god willin'
Yeah yeah, oh lord, god willin'

[Verse 1]
God willin' these d** in me
Lines looking like white Jesus
Catching bras from your favorite neices
Spend your pay on these time pieces
I'm Ye n***a, I'm c**aína
k** the world with my father features
Wrist working, no Father feature
Ball so hard that sh** James
Same black mask ain't sh** changed
Old friends hating like D. Wade
These n***as sus like Chris Bosh
All up in my biz a**, [?]
I found twelve bricks and you found a god
Schooling every n***a, he forgot his broad
Everything lit to the streets dog
And your team food like Meatwad
All these motherf**ers bit my sh**
Got turned to when they come around
Altar altar, that scripture sound
Tryna stop my prayers but I'm preaching now

[Pre-Hook]
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope

[Hook]
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
[Lyrics from: https:/lyrics.az/og-maco/children-of-the-rage/god-willin.html]
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'

[Verse 2]
God willin' these thugs with me
But they only thugs 'cause they skin black
Lord knows I was loving me
Cause I gave it out and didn't get it back
Momma prayed that I leave the trap
Now I'm trapped in my own mind
Pops taught me just take naps
'Cause n***as sleeping get pa**ed by
Laughing at n***as from the past
Laughing at haters from my present view
I was sleeping on city blocks
Back then they was hating too
I don't wanna talk
I can't act like we cool neither
I don't wanna walk
And you can't ride, ho n***a this a two seater
Shooting birds instead of desert eagles
If it's colder, must've seen a freezer
If it's boulder got Movado on it
They say the devil still want some [?]
And these boots should have Prada on 'em

[Pre-Hook]
God damn, lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
God willin', yeah yeah!

[Hook]
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Lotta of n***as wanna hate on me
What's the reason n***a who knows
Say I'm focused on the wrong sh**
We just putting out the new dope
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'
Yeah yeah, oh lord god willin'

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