Follow Me

[Verse 1]
Follow me, follow me, follow, me!
Nike, Adidas and Wallabees
Smoke a lot of trees in a spot of dreams
Make five a show – give yo momma three!
All you gotta do is ride for me
All you gotta do is sign with me
You can have everything that you wanted
The thought alone tastes sweet don't it?
I know what you want!
I know what you want and I know what you need!
I know of your dreams!
I know what you plead for when you on your knees!
I know your tears, I know your peers, I know your fears!
I know you would probably drop your career for a farm on the shores of Algiers, cheers!
You can have all that plus more all that Imma need is some trust, boy!
Sell me your soul like the store that you work for and won't work no more!
Follow me, follow me, follow me I’ma solve all of your problems
I got you, G
Honestly I am the only one probably
That you could trust In this world of hypocrisy!

[Chorus]
Follow me! Follow me! Follow Me! [x7]

[Verse 2]
Follow me, follow me, follow me!
Dollar on dollars like soccer teams
Buy a doctor for your aunty, G
I mean dollar on dollars like lottery!
All you gotta do is ride for me
All you gotta do is sign with me
You can have everything that you wanted
The thought alone tastes sweet, don't it?
Give it a try!
A little bit of this is alright!
How long is a Nigga gon fight?
We could do business tonight
I give you the things that you like
If you listen and stick to the hype:
Bitches in tights, riches and ice –
You need clicks and some pictures on Vice!
What you sayin, bruh?! I wasn't even playing, bruh!
I know the family craving for
Some peace – together we can save em, bruh!
Follow me, follow me, follow, me I am your partner in Havoc like Prodigy!
No more robberies cause of poverty
For your folks they gon own their own properties

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
What’s a star to a God?
What’s riches when you’re righteous
I'm just saying...
What’s an endorsement deal to get some Nikes
When your line make people write shit like this:
“That ‘From the Life’-shit – Nigga, you brought my life back!”
True story, meet the new born me
Read this as a warning to the greedy and corny
I’m sorry, but I ain't tryna come to your party, that shit ain’t for me!
I’d rather change a Nigga's life like I’m Maury
All these artists boring, alarming and harming
To my soul, too, so you
From this day defined as targets!
Flex on your records for breakfast
Your courage comes off with those sweatshirts you repping;
Direction is heaven don’t ask me no questions on cash and on fashion!
Supreme, right?
You ain’t as G as it seems like!
And G still stands for GOD
I Self Lord And Master (ISLAM)