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Yea, Yea yea yea God Over Money Yea, yea yea yea Uh Suicide it's suicide yea Suicide it's suicide yea Suicide it's suicide yea I ain't never running game on the King I was on the grind feeling isolated Sinning all the time living like the bravest Feeling kind of high but Nobody Famous Money on my mind kind of cocky ain't it I've been cooking off Virginia this might venture On a super squad sorta like Avengers Dying everyday I been kind of injured Now the cross here to stay got a lot of splinters I been putting in the work just like my daddy said Top shotta back when Nike had the [?] Blocka blocka back when Johnny had the nappy heads With the choppers all the drama could have shot me dead Could have shot me dead man Face down white meat burst Red polka dots on a white tee shirt Aw man bang bang nice neat hearse SongtexteMan if God ain't invite me first that was Suicide it's suicide yea Suicide it's suicide yea Suicide it's suicide yea I ain't never running game on the King, man Hallelu Aus Songtexte Mania