Hamza Mahdi - Almighty Lyrics

(Hamza Mahdi)
(Uh Yeah)
Y'all been fugazi
Never chase the paper, man the paper only chase me
But this P.C.E paper chasing entertainment
You can't be like me, stay real and always stay lit
Two punanies five tsunamis, Join Illuminati
Runaway call the cops before I kill somebody
Next day caught a case woke up in a new Bugatti
Bring your girl around me i'm coping all yo shawtys
Say you thug around me cause you caught a body
I tell yo mom, family you actin hella naughty
"Hamza would you diss t n p", yeah prolly
"Hamza would you wanna be like me", not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album knowing nobody can top it
I'm always at the top, i'm not a king nor a prophet
I'm not a god neither, not your friend not your mom and definitely cheater
Me i'm a believer
Believe in a A Dollar for your dream
A Penny for your thought
Getting cash getting C.R.E.A.M
Cash rules everything all around me
Don't act gangsta when around me
Overly dedicated yeah I O.D
School first, music then I proceed
Snakes in the grass better watch closely
Two sides to a story man think about it
I smack his face, bring his gang then we beef about it
Said you'd beat me in a battle, man i really doubt it
Aiming my AK then I chose a target
World domination man that's my next project
Screw your satisfaction
I come home be with action
Mumble rap over trap yeah that's a simple fraction
You like that then I guess i'm the next attraction
Hamza Mahdi making moves check my next reaction whats up
(Huh)
Alright (Uh)
I'm slick rick
My dick big and my my bitch thick
What more can you ask for kid
And if you ask for more I get your ass kicked
Its drastic i'm fantastic amongst these little fishes
In pacific so gifted that's what I am
Hamza Mahdi yeah these people can't stand me
I met her dad but im her real daddy
She grip my dick and do the handy manny
And I ain't talking Disney channel
And (*****) owes me sixty dollars but he gave the flannel
Hey MK fifty too so imma do what 50 do
Pull up on em wrong even if it's kinda rude
Yeah I ain't that kinda dude
But if you catch me doing it, well then you kinda screwed
Don't, stop trying out with this whole
"Oh i'm a gangster rapper" type shit
And i'm tryna be all, like it's just
You know it just sounds corny as shit sometimes right?
(Uh)
Second the first to lose
Put you in hearse you screwed
I bring the worst to news
My homies hate the rules
Sell some drugs and get some nudes
Spill some blood and get the blues
Hit some licks jump out the coup
Gun to head and vow to shoot
Call up Q and...
Born sinners, Young winners, Hard hittas
Me and Q taking over don't sit with us
I ain't got time for beginners cause my music prolific
Hard to keep my old friends, they all get convicted
I'm conflicted, why am I the only one so gifted
I really can't stand these girls that tell me how we drifted
Ah forget it, all these women want is someone that get litty
These people wanna know if i'll do it for my city
I don't know maybe, only if the people hype me like i'm Jay-z
I'm 514 to death but the YYC claim me
How many more day one's gonna try and play me
Then let me show you how the games played by Hamza Mahdi
Almighty