Domo Genesis - Going Rate lyrics
[Domo Genesis - Going Rate lyrics]
Everywhere you go
A lot of dead bodies get left behind
I'm at you niggas throats, who got a post?
I'm price-ready going post though I
Was steady on approach still
Blow a pound on they proposal
Niggas thinking inner city, silly
I went global
(ay)
Total takeover, the break's over
The phantom case closing
Make 'em levitate the stairway up to
Heaven with the gate code
I break money and hearts, I don't break code
This is state of the art
It's in the game flow
It take a soul to break (yeah)
Simply just how you hold his weight
You getting caught up in the overtake
We undermined it, I went over pace
No underlying, pay the going rate
Make it go away
Them birds racing, led me right to the trap
Thinking I'm shackled like Houdini
Lose my life for the act
A round trip, the flight to hell and back
I never sell 'em short
In wicked times I wet her back
Ice up the Bezel more
If my opps just don't meet the
Criteria but I don't cry tears
I'm on a god tier, I'm up too high
Nothing flies here
A few survive, a few can thrive
Got to be alive here, and oh yeah
I'm still heavenly involved
As it appears
They weren't there for me at all
(at all)
It's looking sweet
I was preparing for a fall
On God (that shit)
Interlude
And I've never seen that on a chord
Chart where it just says "Interlude"
And chances are you might even need like
A little instrumental in the middle
A lot of dead bodies get left behind
I'm at you niggas throats, who got a post?
I'm price-ready going post though I
Was steady on approach still
Blow a pound on they proposal
Niggas thinking inner city, silly
I went global
(ay)
Total takeover, the break's over
The phantom case closing
Make 'em levitate the stairway up to
Heaven with the gate code
I break money and hearts, I don't break code
This is state of the art
It's in the game flow
It take a soul to break (yeah)
Simply just how you hold his weight
You getting caught up in the overtake
We undermined it, I went over pace
No underlying, pay the going rate
Make it go away
Them birds racing, led me right to the trap
Thinking I'm shackled like Houdini
Lose my life for the act
A round trip, the flight to hell and back
I never sell 'em short
In wicked times I wet her back
Ice up the Bezel more
If my opps just don't meet the
Criteria but I don't cry tears
I'm on a god tier, I'm up too high
Nothing flies here
A few survive, a few can thrive
Got to be alive here, and oh yeah
I'm still heavenly involved
As it appears
They weren't there for me at all
(at all)
It's looking sweet
I was preparing for a fall
On God (that shit)
Interlude
And I've never seen that on a chord
Chart where it just says "Interlude"
And chances are you might even need like
A little instrumental in the middle