[Intro]
Fear of god up on my body, ooh, ayy
Yeah, rockstar life I chose
Rolling stone
[Chorus]
I count up them racks, I made it all alone
I took all this [?] to go switch my phone
Even if I make it slow, I split it with my bros
Fear of god up on my body, never sell my soul
[Refrain]
Yeah, my niggas, they keep that pole, ayy
Fuck that bitch last night and kept it on the low, ayy (Right on the low)
I came up from nothing, did it on my own, ayy
Now it's all designer when I put on clothes, ayy
Hop in a Jag’, ayy
I just be poppin' them tags
Yeah, choppers attack, ayy
Shoot him like laser tag, ayy
My niggas pull up with mags
Doin' the digital dash (Woah, ayy)
I ain’t got time for the cap, yeah
I just be spittin' them facts
[Verse 1]
Ayy, young nigga 'bouta hunt you
All this drip on me, lil' shawty, I'ma need a poncho (No cap)
Shopping bags in the whip, yeah, parked outside
I know you tryna slide
Forgiato's, pull up on the curb side
Yeah, don't need these hoes
Pull up, smoking dope
Rockstar life, I chose
Rolling stone
Saw that VLONE on my body, now lil' shawty won’t go home, yeah
Bitch, I’m with the gang, I tell my shooter, "Get him gone", ayy
[Chorus]
I count up them racks, I made it all alone
I took all this [?] to go switch my phone
Even if I make it slow, I split it with my bros
Fear of god up on my body, never sell my soul
[Verse 2]
Backwood to the face
I'm with the gang, makin’ them plays
Free my niggas in a cage
I'm at the show with my niggas on stage
But drop my top, ayy, bitch, I'm tryna rage
And this my time, yeah (Ayy), no, I cannot wait
Ice up on my neck on skate, ayy
Countin' all this cake
Yeah, they gon’ hate on me, but that's okay, my money straight
And we don't love these bitches, but I swear I love L.A
Yeah, always stayed a hundred, always stayed 1K
[Chorus]
I count up them racks, I made it all alone
I took all this [?] to go switch my phone
Even if I make it slow, I split it with my bros
Fear of god up on my body, never sell my soul
[Refrain]
Yeah, my niggas, they keep that pole, ayy
Fuck that bitch last night and kept it on the low, ayy (Right on the low)
I came up from nothing, did it on my own, ayy
Now it's all designer when I put on clothes, ayy
Hop in a Jag', ayy
I just be poppin' them tags
Yeah, choppers attack, ayy
Shoot him like laser tag, ayy
My niggas pull up with mags
Doin' the digital dash (Woah, ayy)
I ain't got time for the cap, yeah
I just be spittin' them facts
Fear of God was written by Ducey Gold.
Fear of God was produced by Darkboy Santana.
Ducey Gold released Fear of God on Sun Sep 01 2019.