100MILES PER NOW (GODSPEED)
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
100 miles per now
Gat damned , movin at God at speed nigga
Too many blessings to count
Lowkey high key nigga
My story movin at my beat Ye
state a mind that got me here
Taught myself that I should never copy Ye
Got a lul reason to be cocky na
Same bbitches used to try block me
Jealous now tryna cock me block me
Same niggas used to wan rob me
Askin me for verses on my ig
Police used to try to lock me up
Still try to stop me now
But nun can't stop me now
Unless an Nigga shot me down
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
Take it back to me at 16
Sold fake rock to fiends
Me and big O in the skreets
U know st.cat where I be
Wunt too long befor the rappin n singin
Round the same the trap phone start blibgin
Never got stress when the stack on e
Rob a outta towna w a gat in my jeans
Uh gotta move tactically
Know every alley n the streets
I'm hardest Ye practically
That's why your shorty chattin to me
She Got a lil fat inna jeans
Remember when I was broke back in the days
Finna buy my mom a new whip
I remember when Couldn't even ask her for jays
Came a long way used to yack from the liquor
Erryday now girl the pack from a Nigga
Used to pop beans been 3 years off the weed
I wanna live to a 103
I wanna leave a whole lotta hunnids lotta mills for my kids and they kids and they kids and kids
We gone have wealth for the years and more and more years how I feel
Nate Husser - Godspeed Lyrics
Nate Husser - Godspeed Lyrics
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100MILES PER NOW (GODSPEED)
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
100 miles per now
Gat damned , movin at God at speed nigga
Too many blessings to count
Lowkey high key nigga
My story movin at my beat Ye
state a mind that got me here
Taught myself that I should never copy Ye
Got a lul reason to be cocky na
Same bbitches used to try block me
Jealous now tryna cock me block me
Same niggas used to wan rob me
Askin me for verses on my ig
Police used to try to lock me up
Still try to stop me now
But nun can't stop me now
Unless an Nigga shot me down
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
Take it back to me at 16
Sold fake rock to fiends
Me and big O in the skreets
U know st.cat where I be
Wunt too long befor the rappin n singin
Round the same the trap phone start blibgin
Never got stress when the stack on e
Rob a outta towna w a gat in my jeans
Uh gotta move tactically
Know every alley n the streets
I'm hardest Ye practically
That's why your shorty chattin to me
She Got a lil fat inna jeans
Remember when I was broke back in the days
Finna buy my mom a new whip
I remember when Couldn't even ask her for jays
Came a long way used to yack from the liquor
Erryday now girl the pack from a Nigga
Used to pop beans been 3 years off the weed
I wanna live to a 103
I wanna leave a whole lotta hunnids lotta mills for my kids and they kids and they kids and kids
We gone have wealth for the years and more and more years how I feel
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
100 miles per now
Gat damned , movin at God at speed nigga
Too many blessings to count
Lowkey high key nigga
My story movin at my beat Ye
state a mind that got me here
Taught myself that I should never copy Ye
Got a lul reason to be cocky na
Same bbitches used to try block me
Jealous now tryna cock me block me
Same niggas used to wan rob me
Askin me for verses on my ig
Police used to try to lock me up
Still try to stop me now
But nun can't stop me now
Unless an Nigga shot me down
Young nigga, I'm the youngest that I'll ever be
Still a OG im the oldest that I ever been
I Won't be here too long so girl come fck with me
He Won't be here too long if a nigga try f*ckn wit me
Hey hey hey hey hey
F*ck wimme
Hey hey hey hey hey
Come f*ck with me
Turned myself to something that they thought could never be
Fruits of all of my labour fallin off a money tree
Take it back to me at 16
Sold fake rock to fiends
Me and big O in the skreets
U know st.cat where I be
Wunt too long befor the rappin n singin
Round the same the trap phone start blibgin
Never got stress when the stack on e
Rob a outta towna w a gat in my jeans
Uh gotta move tactically
Know every alley n the streets
I'm hardest Ye practically
That's why your shorty chattin to me
She Got a lil fat inna jeans
Remember when I was broke back in the days
Finna buy my mom a new whip
I remember when Couldn't even ask her for jays
Came a long way used to yack from the liquor
Erryday now girl the pack from a Nigga
Used to pop beans been 3 years off the weed
I wanna live to a 103
I wanna leave a whole lotta hunnids lotta mills for my kids and they kids and they kids and kids
We gone have wealth for the years and more and more years how I feel
Writer: Nathaniel Huskinson, Tim Buron
Copyright: Lyrics © Red Brick Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Red Brick Music Publishing