Lyrics
Yeah, God put me on this earth to be the best rapper, yeah
Get the money and respect, and then the rest after
Every day I turn the page into the next chapter God put me on this earth to be the best rapper
yeah Get the money and respect
Yeah, they say it's all entertainment Smoke and some mirrors, so I take the high
road I see the coast looking clear
Brody so gangster, why the fuck he still here? He should be dead, locked up, or in a wheelchair
All them guns look fierce, but I can tell he's still scared
I can tell he gon' tell, he ain't built for 12 years
OG from T-Zone, got life, it ain't fair If they ever free, bro, I be old with white hair
Life a nightmare, so I focus on dreams And with the right players, I could coast
the whole team Niggas getting kilt every time the phone ring
Taylor made silk from doing my own thing, huh God put me on this earth to be the best
rapper, yeah Get the money and respect, and then the rest
after Every day I turn the page into the next chapter
God put me on this earth to be the best rapper, yeah
Get the money and respect Yeah, half Christian, half Muslim
I grew up in a rut, trying to make the most of it
But I knew I had enough Had me feeling hurt, shit was never simple
One day I'm in a church, next day we at the temple
Two grandmothers, both of them had their issues
Couldn't stand each other cause the books that they was into
I don't like religion, I believe that God's within you
And if you go to prison, think that Bible gon' defend you
I'm just being honest, I don't find it beneficial
With all these false prophets, I'd advise you not to listen
Long beach out to any block, we not different
My time ticking, my whole life is a side mission
I'm living, huh, to be the best rapper, nigga, huh
Get the money, then respect, and then the rest after
Every day I turn the page into the next chapter
Cause God put me on this earth to be the best rapper, yeah
I get the money, then respect, yeah
When it all boils down, I be focused on myself
Pictures on the shelf, living off my wealth
When it all boils down, still focused on myself
Pictures on the shelf, living off my wealth
Huh, and what I told was great health
Keep the fam close, never ghost you
Don't doubt yourself, be about yourself
Cause God put me on this earth to be the, yeah
I love you, this song is dedicated to all the young niggas
Pictures on the shelf, living off my wealth
Like I'm supposed to, nigga, but I never have
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Mikey Keys
Ain't no book for this shit, nigga
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Bryant Looney
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