On God Lyrics

On god, on god, on god, on god

He speak on me, he off them rocks

Remember bro smokin' that pot

Hold testament to what I got

Always up just check my status

If he talk I'll let 'em have it

Like my music, automatic

I just ain't with all the cappin' woah

Uh, She just can't decide like woah

I'm the type that'll make 'em wanna die like woah uh

Got the nerve to ask me who am I? Uh

Catch you on the other side, claim it's suicide uh

Speakin on me and my bae, it'd be a homicide uh

Money won't show in the grave with ya when ya die uh

I ain't really wanna fight so I never try

But if you wanna try I ain't one to pull up with a knife uh

But you better never play with life uh

Get to greedy then the reaper slide uh

Get to needy they may take yo right uh

I go left cause they never finna take it right ya

On god, on god, on god, on god

He speak on me, he off them rocks

Remember bro smokin' that pot

Hold testament to what I got

Always up just check my status

If he talk I'll let 'em have it

Like my music, automatic

I just ain't with all the cappin' woah

Everything I do's like woah

I paid all my dues like woah

She won't give me room like woah

I got all this money on my own ya ya

I don't need ya here bro leave me lone ya ya

If it was my choice then you'd be gone ya ya

This straight of the dome put that on my tomb ya ya, yea-a-a

If they speak on you, then they step to you, but you punk em, got em cornered… what you gon do?

Be for real

On god, on god, on god, on god

He speak on me, he off them rocks

Remember bro smokin' that pot

Hold testament to what I got

Always up just check my status

If he talk I'll let 'em have it

Like my music, automatic

I just ain't with all the cappin' woah