"Gawdlley's Breath" lyrics
Ghamla, shirk ga3tham
Ha, ay
Lo and behold, the trunk gold wearer
Whose logo is blank face in a new era
Long beard bring terror to a new era
Now who's scarer?
Nobody but me, I'm the black, black machine
Came through and met Fat, he clean
Heavy starched denim, creased up the seam
Now who ain't fresh? Let that become a meme
Forty cal beam, I'm lightin' shit up
Niggas want war, well line that shit up
This the nonstop stock flow
Pull up on your block in a Tahoe
Get the— pronto
You know the game ain't the same without me
These niggas sound the same, they some carbon copies
I see 'em tryna aim but they shootin' sloppy
They aim is like J Reed up out the Jeep truck
But if I get to squeezin' I got my feast up
Believe me, my nigga, I'm tryna bleed some
But for the record, let's keep it on the record
'Cause if it's off the record, I gotta check it
And that's just rule one
Now let's have some fun and keep it light
I'm tryna turn my wrongs into some right
You ever had evil thoughts keep you up at night?
(Damn right)
That's why Du'a is made
A little balance in my life, my soul was too out of shape
Mental calisthenics for the rhyme fanatics, put it right back in place
(You're damn right)
This is soul therapy, so every time I
Give a verse I give a little part of me
It's never hard to me but I hope you harden
Me when you listen through my discography
Damn right
The obsession with flexin', it comes from havin' nothin'
Niggas try and stop the shine, then I jab your button
My babies gotta eat so it's all or nothin', back to hustlin'
If my stomach rumblin' then it's back to rumblin'
Easy call made
Get to trippin' and I'm clippin' like a bald fade
Pardon me, nothin' I wouldn't do for my loved ones
Grindin' in the storm until the sun comes
Head of the state, head of the tribe
No one above God, no one divide
Family and friends, that's how we slide
(That's how we slide)
Head of the state, head of the tribe
No one above God, no one divide
Family and friends, we gon' slide
(But we don't love anybody who doesn't love us)
(We're nonviolent with people who are nonviolent with us)
(But we are not nonviolent with anyone who is violent with us)
Ha, ay
Lo and behold, the trunk gold wearer
Whose logo is blank face in a new era
Long beard bring terror to a new era
Now who's scarer?
Nobody but me, I'm the black, black machine
Came through and met Fat, he clean
Heavy starched denim, creased up the seam
Now who ain't fresh? Let that become a meme
Forty cal beam, I'm lightin' shit up
Niggas want war, well line that shit up
This the nonstop stock flow
Pull up on your block in a Tahoe
Get the— pronto
You know the game ain't the same without me
These niggas sound the same, they some carbon copies
I see 'em tryna aim but they shootin' sloppy
They aim is like J Reed up out the Jeep truck
But if I get to squeezin' I got my feast up
Believe me, my nigga, I'm tryna bleed some
But for the record, let's keep it on the record
'Cause if it's off the record, I gotta check it
And that's just rule one
Now let's have some fun and keep it light
I'm tryna turn my wrongs into some right
You ever had evil thoughts keep you up at night?
(Damn right)
That's why Du'a is made
A little balance in my life, my soul was too out of shape
Mental calisthenics for the rhyme fanatics, put it right back in place
(You're damn right)
This is soul therapy, so every time I
Give a verse I give a little part of me
It's never hard to me but I hope you harden
Me when you listen through my discography
Damn right
The obsession with flexin', it comes from havin' nothin'
Niggas try and stop the shine, then I jab your button
My babies gotta eat so it's all or nothin', back to hustlin'
If my stomach rumblin' then it's back to rumblin'
Easy call made
Get to trippin' and I'm clippin' like a bald fade
Pardon me, nothin' I wouldn't do for my loved ones
Grindin' in the storm until the sun comes
Head of the state, head of the tribe
No one above God, no one divide
Family and friends, that's how we slide
(That's how we slide)
Head of the state, head of the tribe
No one above God, no one divide
Family and friends, we gon' slide
(But we don't love anybody who doesn't love us)
(We're nonviolent with people who are nonviolent with us)
(But we are not nonviolent with anyone who is violent with us)
Writer(s): Kyle Myricks, Thelonious Martin
