God Flows - Skibs

Yeah—I'm going through some shit that only gods know

On the island when we smoke we was taught flows

Heart cold all these pussies set the bar low

Getting top dog as far as bars go

Squad stink need a bar of soap

Me out moving with these hoes we might all elope

Spliff kill bars wrote spittin raw coke

With your bitch my dick just hit a town Seuss

East meets west we the team boy

Going red to green boy

Ducking all these decoys

Sippin liquor out a paper bag

Pullup on these suckers with a gun and mask

Push your whole shit back to when you were playing tag

Count my half keep your stash and I take a bath

I ain’t tryna reminisce on what we had

Tryina get the bag and get these suckers mad

Flex last checks cast on the blessed path

In my teens made a hundred off these ex-pats

Sit down dip town that’s my bitch now

Found nothing on us when we was stripped down

Ye, I represent what we alive for

I lead by example for what we strive for

It’s the culture that we die for

Ye, I’m representing what it’s time for

This calibre of rap I got the mind for

In the east, I was a fly lord

I bring the money they’d supply the whores

Lifetimes of the young and rough