Transform - U-God

Have you seen your friends turn to snakes

Then transform into rats

While running through the jungle

I can tell you all bout that

Let’s get this straight, I’m way above all this hate

I’m in my lane, I’m circling with no breaks

And no blinkers, my team still running, gunning

Still hungry, you think that you can sink us, think us

Windex clean, no way I’m gonna see the clinker

And if I’m dirty, you think that you can link us, think of

Another format, informant, I’m not your doormat

I hear clicking on my phone jack, no call backs

The phone zap, matter fact, yo, I know it’s taped

Matter fact, didn’t you just catch a case

You in my face, acting like you high as fuck

Gucci belt, showing out, man, you wired up

Let’s tie this up, the God got to live this out

I’m in the rut, but my gut’s never giving out

I’m in the moment, staring at the hear and now

Can’t tear me down, I’m living like a righteous child

I had these thoughts, knew I had to write them down

No sun rays, I live this shit underground

The devil’s back, he’s mad at my lifestyle

Handle my hardware, always had to earn my keep

Money and friendship, always had to turn the beef

Behind my back, you should of had your words with me

But talk is cheap, acting like you own the streets

You wan’t beef, but all I’m doing is trynna eat

But we was mans, plans, million dollar scams

Now June 24th, you lying on the fucking stand

The judge slammed the hammer, and grand jury glamour

Now it’s club fed education in the Alabama

I ask myself, should I put down the hammer

These blood sucking vampires always coming atcha

Leechers on my back, bottom feeders, body snatchers

Savages, in pursuit of happiness

My wife want half of this, oh, she’s trynna jam me up

You won’t get half of this, sorry, dear, no tummy tuck

I ask myself, for the fame, for the bucks

Now ask myself man, aww, she’s just star struck

I tricked on Timbs, had flicks of her

My best man creeping on the Western, spotted in the west end