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god mode (feat. reason) - ason lyrics

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[hook] * ason
i just came in on god mode
pull up in the scene like chapo
blessed by design
god spoke
bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch i’m the chose
side note
pain all in my life it got my heart sore
young black god. yeah i want more
yeah young black god. yeah i want more
done you f*cking. dead
pray to god i’m blessed
many days i stressed out
now i’m looking next
no s on my chest
still i’m super man
shawty call me dad
b*tch i’m in my bag

[verse 1] * ason
and i’m the sole n*gga to vouch this sh*t
put all on my time on the sound and sh*t
not a n*gga around to amount to this
momma. i k!ll for my time this year
they look at my face like they proud
only few ones held me down
i was homeless. felt this going south
manifested all this from the couch

had the vision
from the rip
lil b*tch
father fought against me for my dreams. lil b*tch
f*ck a rapping n*gga who want beef
put it on ya momma swear that ima eat
lil b*tch
i just had to pray
now i’m beast on
look at my eyes
know i’m meant for the beyond
you cannot teach. what i got
it’s a gift dawg
og talent but i’m young
n*ggas p*ssed off
(yeah)

i wasn’t made for the watching
i learned how to k!ll you in silence
i find my new life in the bible
gods timing. on time. my arrival
promise (ooo!)
angels save me from the idols
got a mixed b*tch . like pianos
so rei de moz. o puto confiado

god sent. god chose
god blessed. oh god
how i got it here
co*sign wack boys
i see ya plan
you ogs. got a lot to fear
playing 48 laws
f*ck patience. man i’m way to god
can’t break him
my pain too strong
now i hate y’all
should’ve helped my cause
n*gga

[hook] * ason
i just came in on god mode
pull up in the scene like chapo
blessed by design
god spoke
bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch i’m the chose
side note
pain all in my life it got my heart sore
young black god. yeah i want more
yeah young black god. yeah i want more
done you f*cking. dead
pray to god i’m blessed
many days i stressed out
now i’m looking next
no s on my chest
still i’m super man
shawty call me dad
b*tch i’m in my bag

[verse 2] * reason
i remember standing in the cemetery, i was seven then i can remember clearly,to be honest with you man that sh*t was scary! i was mortified to see my dada burried/

i don’t think my mama coulda to then prepared me/ for the trauma on my mind to see him deaded/ cause i never knew him, only ever met him/ so my world fall apart like it’s armageddon/ but yo now i get it!

cause god made me in his very image!
since i was 18 been the f*cken illest!
but when i had seeds i was on a mission!
had the superman beam with the s missing
i was hopping in a beamer with an s missing!
soldier in the scene like chris evans!
so could i understand why another man
wanna see my end in the game when they snap fingers!

i’m a f*cken a beast i know it! go look in the mirror, say my 3 times i’ll show it!! you and all the n*ggas that you role with/ ain’t want none this beef, cause please i’ll smoke it!!
every time i speak osmosis, seen a hater soul just leave from his knees to his shoulders/ see me in the streets i’m focused! hear me on a beat just know that!

[hook] * ason
i just came in on god mode
pull up in the scene like chapo
blessed by design
god spoke
bury me with me money ima die alone
b*tch i’m the chose
side note
pain all in my life it got my heart sore
young black god. yeah i want more
yeah young black god. yeah i want more
done you f*cking. dead
pray to god i’m blessed
many days i stressed out
now i’m looking next
no s on my chest
still i’m super man
shawty call me dad
b*tch i’m in my bag

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