Two Fresh - God In Me lyrics

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Two Fresh - God In Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Joey Purp] I got a pill man, and a weed man, and a perc man, I'm my own man Chiraq, n***a west side, call that sh** my homeland I done smoked too much dope, I'm gonna need my own strain Done poured up too many 4's, need a kick stand if I'm gonna stand Know some real n***as that'll ride n***as and chill n***as that don't and Bad b**h with some face tats, she FaceTime my phone man That Nina Ross, she gon' jam, heater leave his a** cold, ham Chopper get him with the program, we don't shoot, we throw hands [Verse 2: Towkio] You talk about that sh** that you don't have I'm a grown man With a game plan But I don't play I stand where the coach stand I make art, make sense Matter of fact it's more than that I make a difference Change your mind, save a life, pray for lord Thank god or thank me if you're not religious Like uh, competition get a crucifixion So really though we the only hope Save Money in this b**h Trying to motherf** around get the holy ghost [Hook] They be on me, they be on me, they be balling with me Yeah they love me, yeah they love me, that's the God that's in me Started gettin' money now they got a problem with me I'm above it all b**h, that's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me [Verse 3: Towkio] That's just the God swaggin' super hard, swagger superstar Pull up in that black Uber car with the door ajar It's young Towki, yeah they know me, when they see me they approach me Like an infant or a puppy, swear they love me Really I be going cray all the time, every day, think that I control the waves .Wav Theory, move the moon, move the earth, sure enough they all gravitate [Verse 4: KAMI] Swear opposition need the good book I'm the biggest part of your superstition I know hot boys that say Holly Grove But I swear to god that the block a kitchen And where I'm from we can never fold There's creases all up in our clothes Know some real n***as that wore panty hose As a face mask at the Super Bowl In a field straw hat, overalls Bullets looking like protocol I ain't never know no pump fake Free Steel n***a free Jay Free Lil' E then free Three Then it's game time like E3 n***a Leather Cords season hot for no reason I swear to got put it on me [Hook] They be on me, they be on me, they be balling with me Yeah they love me, yeah they love me, that's the God that's in me Started gettin' money now they got a problem with me I'm above it all b**h, that's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me, God in me That's just the God in me

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