God Did Freestyle – Fivio Foreign Lyrics

God Did Freestyle – Fivio Foreign Lyrics

“God Did Freestyle”

[Intro]

Yeah, I just came to the studio

Not everybody can do this shit

Not everybody can do this beat (M-M-M—)

Sometimes you gotta state your facts

Sometimes you gotta say your stats (M-M-M—)

Yeah, hehe, uh (M-M-M—)

[Verse]

Yeah (Yeah), Fiv’ did (Uh)

Lord forgive me for all the drillin’ that I did

Who was sayin’ viral before I did? (Huh)

How many drill rappers came out of my crib? (Yeah)

Yeah, nigga, all of ’em

Niggas my seeds, I just water ’em (Yeah)

Certain rappers good in L.A. ’cause niggas extortin’ them

And I already beat my opps but I’m still tauntin’ ’em (Look)

And I put the biggest features on drill music

Yeah, it was a lot of drillin’ but it’s still music

They tried to ban us ’cause niggas wanna kill to it

It wasn’t fit for the radio but they still use it

 (Maybach Music)

I did Drake, I did Ye, I did Nas

I did Alicia Keys, I did Mary J. Blige

I did Nicki Minaj

I went verse for verse with the top legends and survived (I did)

Nigga, I did more than the above

And I believed them when they told me it was love

But when I asked for a favor back, they act like I was bugged

I ain’t sayin’ names but them niggas know who they was

I had platinum plaques and Grammy nominations before a album out

It was COVID when I did Wild ‘N Out

Yeah, if I own it, then it get rhymed about

And I can’t run into my opps ’cause they be hidin’ out

And Hov never mentioned but I know he hear me too

Yeah, young boy said I’m the king, he compared me to you

Nigga, that was Kanye West

I even sampled one of Beyoncé’s best

Even Beyoncé said “Demon time”

Khaled ain’t called me for the album, that hurt me inside

On my album, he did a skit called “God Did”

Then dropped a album called GOD DID, uh

Yeah, like is this pain really worth the fame?

We almost lost Tjay, is it worth them chains? (Yeah)

Nigga, I don’t even hurt the same

Brought Mase back to life, now that’s a million dollars worth of game

Ha, that nigga lied, talkin’ about I’m scared of who

Nigga, you fried

He ain’t even wanna say it

I seen it in his eyes

And you still hate Diddy, so how I’m lettin’ that shit slide?

Who else made a New York anthem? Yeah, Hov did

Jay Dee could never beef with me, I bailed him out of a whole bid

I done traveled the whole globe, kid

New York City feel like my old crib

Ha, and I’m just gettin’ started

Who else dropped rakes on the red carpet?

Nigga, do what I want

He not feelin’ me, nigga’s a munch

And what they did in some years, took me some months

Give me my credit, nigga, enough is enough

And not just that, I’m out of a couple of stuff

They don’t let me perform no awards or none of the stuff (Uh)

The Glock Boyz in the buildin’ tonight

Boy in his feelings is nice (Look)

He get paid twice if he kill him tonight

As if he killin’ him

Yeah, uh

I heard the opps say it’s up with me

Even Yo Gotti don’t wanna fuck with me (Damn)

Even yo thottie fallin’ in love with me (Damn)

Even yo’ body come in the bunk with me (Yeah)

[Outro]

They counted us out (Yeah, nigga)

They didn’t think that we would make it, oh (Fivio Foreign)

They didn’t believe in us, oh

But I know God did, God did (Don’t test me, don’t second guess me)

Oh, God did (Oh-oh)

Oh, yes, God did (Oh-oh, a time or two)

Oh, God did

But I know God did (Yeah)

Grrt, baow

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