Yung B Da Truth - Autonomous (On God)

Alright so I was I was wondering
How can I make this fye without sounding racist?
Wait hold on hold on hold on
Wait hold on I think got it
Look
Ain't no God in the Devil's work
On God no mas
I'm independent time that I level up
On God no mas
You want change? You gotta be an rebel first
On God no mas
Man get to the point what you tellin' us, tellin' us
On God no mas
Look, on God no mas
Everything autonomous, everything autonomous
On God no mas
Everything autonomous, everything autonomous
On God no mas
Everything autonomous, everything autonomous
On God no mas
Everything autonomous everything autonomous
Look, everybody lookin' for the contract
It's time to fight it no one want the combat
The one unjust act is that everybody know it in the industry and don't speak on the fun Facts
Look, everything that's glitters is not gold
I'm not sold to the highest bidder or huncho
Got hold of my soul spirit roamin' like broncos
Thought you would have me dead for tracks? Stopped cold?
Nigga I'm not yo cheese or bread winner
Never been ass neither I'm always the head nigga
Of runnin' my campaign love it or hate it I'm Bruce Wayne
You gon be the type to prepare dinner
Don't get deal? Until you see the work and effort?
Following? You don't care how I put an verse together?
Then bother me and start to promise me treasure
When your agenda I don't measure up then I ain't really worth the pressure
You know on God, no mas
Ima be my own boss for life at my own cost
Pride is what I'll die for not an unknown cause
Labels takin' more niggas than patrol cars
Tell me why I need you? To feed yo people?
This is not the work of cathedrals it's evil
Deceitful but the boy about to get equal
Of everything you took from me this is the retrieval, ahh
Ain't no God in the Devil's work
On God no mas
I'm independent time that I level up
On God no mas
You want change? You gotta be an rebel first
On God no mas
Man get to the point what you tellin' us, tellin' us
On God no mas
Look, everybody lookin' to sign
Without readin' the fine print get hooked on an line like live bait
We'll just give the people an slight taste
And hope that they love you if not stay on the line, wait!
Now I'm like why wait? You got them
You can push them high as the crime rate
Why waste time? You sit back and you hydrate
Then I start to see the thin ice break
And how you just look to see which of us ice skate
We can be self made, we can get well paid
If we stick together nigga find you a cellmate
I'm not at hell's gate, or here to help aid
Them sell us grain every time that an sales made
This ain't an stalemate but this one was well played
I'm on the hunt now and not for the jail bait
I might've fell down but I never fell prey
With my twelve gauge aimed at everything that my shells hate cause
Ain't no God in the Devil's work
On God no mas
I'm independent time that I level up
On God no mas
You want change? You gotta be an rebel first
On God no mas
Man get to the point what you tellin' us, tellin' us
On God no mas look

Written by:
Brandon Knighton

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