Going Against God

[Verse 1: Issa Gold] Niggas talk a lot of shit 'bout the shit they ain't got Keep on talking, bet we pull on his block Trinidad, "Don't believe me just watch" Told my nigga Powers, “Raise it a notch” Speakers booming, nigga break up the box Fuck a bitch, really only want top Yeah I got my chopper, keep it for cops Nigga rising, I know Hit the finest hydro Nigga ride for that coast Multiplying my hoes Make her hit the high notes Woah, woah Hittin' gas and I float Give me wings and I coast Getting wings and I boast Fuck your bitch off my post Instagram, got them hoes Go god, and my partner young Gohan Pump your brakes, you better slow down In your bitch 0 to 60 just like the Countach 2Pac enter my heart, my niggas won't stop 'Til they pull up, get me like 50, I bet I won't drop Nigga moving city to city, spitting like cobra Niggas chasing millions like Diddy but never sold pot Niggas look stupid, it's silly going against God [Chorus: Issa Gold] Going against God Going against God Going against God [Verse 2: AKTHESAVIOR] Leave it to me and I gladly deliver She Snapchat that pussy same night I was in her Sinners insane, double S, Super Saiyan 'Til mills on my bank I go hard like the pavement Hibernate like caveman Hyperbolic training Hop up out the booth, it's burning, Usher Raymond With the Kunta Kinte, your bitch call me Sensei If its not blue faces I do not comprendé I'm a comma chaser, no pause in my statement As-salamu alaykum, no beef for your race And the throne looking vacant so AK reclaim it Hella weed inhaling get me through the fakeness I don't even practice, AI with the talents When I grip the mic, I’m Jackie with the talents Man, truth never told unless I was the narrator Average ass rappers reachin' like some scavengers Don't get Meek Millied, invincible Troy, we pop at your Achilles Can't fuck with the normal, popping in your city You sold 50 albums tryna be like 50 My nigga, like really? Onto bigger better things, that be the coast Summer '16 belonging to the coast Flatbush raised me baby, teeth be full of gold Flag be on the left, I'm repping for the low Yeah, we fresh to death, you niggas can't indulge Amiri gang, I pay your rent with my clothes Just be shining gold, it's a magnet for hoes AK might erupt, I spit magma with flows Kobe, call me clutch, from DM to her guts Tell me I'm a genius g the batter up Kick her out like Gina, she don't get no clout Leakin' how I leave them, going against the Gods [Chorus: AKTHESAVIOR] Going against God Going against God Going against God Lord