On Gawd (ft. CBeast)

[Verse 1: Ibraheem.]
Stussy buck hat and a Hershel backpack
Keep it moving, (yeah)
No breaks I don’t really fuck with that (can't)
Jumping on the track with something of vendetta
Like a movie, going for the V like that (uh-huh)
Going at the X like we tryna find a treasure (treasure)
Going at my X like us 2 was rae sremmurd
Going for a W like we waving up a cubs flag
Going for a W cause I already won that (cause I already won, uh)
Going deceased from disease
Cause we altered the altar (yeah, yeah)
At least you got a lease (uh)
Just to fall through the piece
I heard that they talking in the streets
And a lots about me (yeah)
They said you boy can’t rap on the beats
But we just have to see
Because I don’t give a fuck
Taking baby steps like I’m drinking out a sippy cup (drink, cup)
And I’ma get it up when I wanna fix it up (yeah!)
If y’all so terrible then I’m about to rip it up (what)
These rappers tearable so I'ma rip it up
Like candy wrappers, y'all trash
I'ma beat you, all y'all's asses
(lord, lord)

[Chorus: Anarky]
Oh God, I'ma get it, oh God I'ma get it
Oh God I'll just get it on my soul (On God)
Cause Oh God I been living in this vision real life
Not even playing as a role (Oh God)
Swear everything I does just to get to the next level, Oh God
(Lord, lord)
I promise everything that I do I just do it for me
Then I do it for you when I'm talking to you (God)

[Verse 2: CBeast]
(Oh my God nigga)
My rhymes hit you in both ways (both ways)
Like a railroad track with oncoming trains (oh yeah)
When the switch goes off light bulbs in my brain (oh yeah)
Cuz I got two switches not one in my way (uh-huh)
But I'm tryna get the wraps not crispy churches chicken (okay)
Hitting all the high notes new edition (okay)
Tryna add up like a fucking mathematician (yeah,)
Fucking up the rap game like a demolition (yeah, yeah yeah)
All you rappers sound like some repitition
I'm just trying to gain some fucking recognition
Call me tomb raider cuz i'm on a expedition uh yeah (yeah)