Lyrics

Rap God Status, **** wanna play, let a fuck **** have it
**** I'll spin a bens, spin a block bout my family
Know some **** who'll prolly end up doing ya ass nasty
On the guys, what I got, this did not come from magic
I did not come to fight, I'm trynna make some things happen
Seen the struggle all my life, trynna live it out gladly
**** can't deal with self, I can't help em out sadly
Bitch I am who am, I am Ron Deezy, tag it
Imma get what I want, you can check it off, bag it
I can't deal with the ho's, way too many things can happen
Imma nomad baby, turned my way into trappin'
Loose lips get ya beat the fuck up, all that yappin'
**** really all talk, acting like they all savage
My boy Ja out here whylin', he should really be a maverick
Spare me the spare change, I need the dollar bill mattress
I'm going in then I'm out, like I'm grocery store shopping
Told my boy Jay, ain't no reason for us stopping
We knocking at the door & we bout to make a profit
I got the track armed & it's seeking like a rocket
Ayeee
Rap God Status, **** wanna play, let a fuck **** have it
**** I'll spin a bens, spin a block bout my family
Know some **** who'll prolly end up doing ya ass nasty
On the guys, what I got, this did not come from magic
I did not come to fight, I'm trynna make some things happen
Seen the struggle all my life, trynna live it out gladly
**** can't deal with self, I can't help em out sadly
Written by: Derron Reid
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