God face.
An album created by Y2.

14th album in the Y2 collection "God face." 
Feature includes T.F in association with ErThang Skanless
Production by Soul Surplus, Arza, NSD, Dame Tha Producer, scorpio prodz, Lucky Genius, Kodactivity and Richiie. Recorded at Elevate Recording Studio.

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Lyrics

I be scared man the world is my enemy 

I don’t even see most of my pedigree 

Man it’s fuck all that chill and integrity
Drugs in the lights 
Is to me that is everything 

I’m immortal 
Is what you be telling me

When you fuck on my body 
Your telling me 

I be off it
Da wave is compelling me 

When I talk to the devil
He selling me

I be off it
Ain’t nuthin upsetting me 

When my lighter like hell
I feel heavenly 

Fuck my chaos
To bring me serenity 

 cool it just leave me
In flames

 cool it just leave me in the flames 

I go wherever I want

Burn up my drugs my sun

Speak fire burn my tongue

She need her drugs so front


It’s between you so fake
I’d rather you be numb 

But I can’t speak for myself
I’d rather show you a lie
Before I show my hell

My lust a tree of sin 

That Shi grow on me
Yea

That Shi my wave of sin

That Shi tsunami yea

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Dream Interpretation Of Dead Alligators (Lyrics) 
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

Once upon a gang sign
I never was banging so that would just make me a damn liar
Don't like to fib but fig newtons are a fave
Chicks with booties fat but booby traps don't do it nowadays
Not putting Louisiana on the map but I'm booting out these haters
Much as my name been in your mouth
You gon' need a root canal and later
We all tranquilized nigga think about it
These flags don't mean you gangsta
Red, blue, cop, op same damn thing
Optimistic or maybe just on the other side of the fence bitch
It's beginning to look a lot like snitches
Watch yo niggas
Fuck around and be an inside job with these piglets
Get off these bitches
If it ain't Saks Fifth then it's a saxophone with em
Life is but a dream interpretation of dead alligators
Symbolizing financial success
Symbolizing fake to your left
Or hanging right over your head
Nigga I been wrestling death since a baby
Been down pinned down
Slimmed down weight up nigga look what it did
Some are starting to face to the fact
Nigga ain't choo tired of facing that
Nigga I am definitely off yo offense
The most reincarnated created player wita bald head
Hieroglyphic repping not elected stock invested
Name's a number and a question
I'm replying that God's here
My job to make sure your cup runneth over
Pour it on em with more releases
No cap bitch-inno
Bitch imma whole barista
Just thinking about everybody we missing
Remembering that one line I heard from Nipsey
Tryna be like Pac dawg
That's when it clicked like a light bulb
Not even kings in your life bro
That's the main reason for the outcome
We all born King turned Malcolm
How come?
Nigga how calm is your storm?
Well
A negligent mind lead to a reckless one
The balcony didn't do it
Getting hit by a car didn't do it
Six car accidents didn't do it
Getting shot in the leg didn't do it
Not even them mutha fucking drugs
Oh you gon' have to be quicker than that
Ya'll gon' have to be slicker than that
Ya'll gon' really be sick of me now
Ya'll gon' really see G-o-d
This ain't the end of me
Facts
Apples don't fall too far from the tree
Not too far at all from what I can see
Apples don't fall too far from the tree
Not too far at all from what I can see

Dream Interpretation Of Dead Alligators - prod by Soul Surplus

You Know What, You're Right (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson 

You know what, you're right
Think about it now I wasn't thinking right
Fuck all that damn planning shit when this is God's design
Plant a seed and watch em leave cuz this is all divine
You know what, you're right
Switched another fucking team cuz we nothing alike
There's no losers I just win and that's dust in the wind
No there ain't I in Team but that Y is usually the question
Yeah
You know what, you're right
Only brothers are the ones I share blood with you right
Best investment ever made you gon' get it right back
Truth teller last album I made I relapsed
I guess your mother didn't tell you stop playing dragons
Same demons that you fear nigga that's me in the black
Beyonce it say my name fuck you beat around that?
Mickey
What's better off?
Doing a comeback or just coming back?
Shining they tarnish legacies the fuck I want with that?
Spiritually received what I needed fuck that running back
Punt and kick it no pun intended this punishment fat
It's really nothing that ever scared me that's a fucking fact
That's fourteen albums running laps they just hope I collapse
No real estate the realest in the state nowhere on map
Lil boy
Apparently focus was me so I'm really ya dad
Lil boy
This is me no P.E.D's or no D-r-u-g's still g-o-a-t
Fuck off of that
God ain't Goat, that's the Baphomet
I'm up to something if money breed cowards ain't down for that
Real friends know when you down
It's the fake let you drown for that
Just cut them niggas off this yo barber shop lashing back
Give a fuck about love they just funded the drugs
This my theme park don't ride my dick
Go have fun witcha cops
All my love unconditional
I knew I was fucking up
Like two stories two sides to a story
Y2 I trust
Wild thing pendulum swings nigga who want monster?
Another stripper
You stripped for everything
How you gon' function?
Close to edge but note to self this far from God's wrath
Note to eye up black messiah and ya'll not on my path
Wasn't no retrograde needed to know I was in need of alignment
Crossed em out for doubting became all three of my wise men
Staring at display this background just started to fade
Look in the mirror
Only thing I could see was a God face
You know what, you're right
(I guess)
You was wrong about me
(I'm not surprised)
You know what, you're right
(I'm not surprised)
(Die)
I ain't been sipping waterfalls falls
(Triggered)
Blood been thicker than the water water
(Triggered)
Blood been thicker than the water water
(Triggered)
Love been really just a War war
(Triggered)
I was sipping waterfalls falls
(Trust none)
Blood still thicker than the water water
(Trust none)
Blood still thicker than the water water
(Trust no one)
Love really just another War war
(Trust no one)
Don't stand for something you fall for anything
Can't you tell
You can't tell?
Would you tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth?
Nothing but the truth
Maybe you're the truth
Watch em die

You Know What, You're Right - prod by NSD

This Is My Happy Face (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson 

Why don't you ever smile?
This is my happy face
God
Camping near cop cars FaceTiming an Afghan wita war plan
Handicap tag smoking gas of a bag of nigga what the fuck is this
Heart venomous Sadaam identity
Loading a miggity miggity miggity mack god forgiving me
More holes in the back than a Trump supporter hat
Strapped so these niggas abiding by me now
That was yo last mutha fucking straw
I'm 99 overall I should wear overalls and chew a straw wita straw hat
Tear drop for every time I called a fuck nigga big bro
Cut ties god wita gensu knife now you going against one
Boss ten times over
Ya'll keep dying like fake blondes
I'm Nagasaki oxycontin oxogen tanks and break lungs
Hak Tu spit on a thick bitch right on her thick lips
This bitch exactly right where I need her
I bypass any four play
Guards at the door like a cartel pueblo you all c-lay
Marked from a beast we feasting with these screaming more fillet
Ming yong ting wanna Shaq up wit me
Barkley
Child wita Gambino family mentality
Taking mine you not allowing me
Introducing myself wita round of these
It's on the house like the wall paint
I've seen pussy but yours stank
Defrosting ya top but we following yo ass to yo bank
Asking for anxiety pills downers and ery'tang
My watch says it's almost time to kill
What does yours say?
Steaming but playing it cool like pool cleaners
Missing the meaning of misdemeanors
It's yours if-fili-lifif lanf-lan-flipper
Bout to go down styrofoam sipper
I'm quicker than Scott-i-e Pipp-e-n
Ain't this about some bull shit
I am too good at this
It's legitimate
Should talk the biggest shit
And have the biggest dick
Rocking some dickies and shit
Has it clicked in yo mind?
Is it vivid enough?
I am gigante sábado
D to the I then a ablo
Vamanos how the fuck?
How'd you know?
Momma there go that man again
Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh
These niggas are dead
Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh
Oh did I just do that?
Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh
Oh you was looking for me?
Huh huh huh huh huh huh huh
Beep beep
Stop and rob his ass hee hee

This Is My Happy Face - prod by Arza

American Gods (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson 

Now do you see yourself?
Is this
Is this how you still see yourself?
Sheep
Only happy endings make a fairy tale my nigga
Bigger fish a bigger killing never down size nigga
Demolition not convicted so they bout it bout it nigga
Spot the villain burn the village nigga listen not a nickle
This some get it by the ceiling
Not some Nickelodeon shit
This a book baby sitter she gon' flip and let me rent it
This a been around the building business
Fuck a circle Rent-a-center
Nightmare to your ten percent
Adrenaline adrenaline
Holy Ghost who need the smoke
We keep a stogy fuck the shit
Dot'cha dome Moroccan shit
Clean up that red carpet quick
We don't pledge allegiance
Take a knee or let the doctor stitch
Monsters demons we was heathans
Teachers preachers hard to reach us
Pay for guns but scars are free
Vodka shots are not for me
All my friends on t-shirts need more research popped as usually
Karma back like tax return
Got passed that life like ash in urn
Walking dead so cash concerned
Red dot'cho death bed mattress firm
Gods and Kings stairway to G's
Doorbell broke who knocking now
#quarantine ain't Muslim won't talk to pigs
Who watching now?
Dare care closed betta get cha kid
All them bags my Christmas list
Boy meets world lil boy turned bitch
M-oney talk but won't say shit
That's the one you call your king?
Pay for snakes we fuck for free
Price went down that's passed around
You d-i-e we deities
Ether being
Promised Ki
K-i-d my royalty
Black magic three sixes bitch
Crystalized my crucifix
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
(Gratatatatatata)
We ain't getting enlisted
Fuck yo tradition
Convict accomplice you history
Go on slit ya wrist
And cut cha throat
Raised by the trillest
Streets no tuition
Guns liquor
Holy water sippa
Fuck Pigley Wigley
Barbacoa
Turn that cop to coroner
We in concert Mack performing Pop
Scammas, drankstas, gangstas
Seeds for farmers only drugs in stock
We ain't paying attention we just pimpin'
Peep them hoes we got
We don't know religion
Cross a nigga quickest way to God
Only thang we saving is them court dates for the baby mom
Smokers just like Roku for the low he keep the cable on
We don't need the Wifi password
We just need the neighbors gone
Give and take
If we ain't makin' money then we taking some
It's way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
(Gratata)
Way too late to save us
Way way way way way
(Gratatatatatata)

American Gods - prod by Kodactivity

Boosky (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

G-o-d
Quote unquote
Graa graa
O-p
It's over bro
Fuck niggas Op you a bitch
You don't know the code
These niggas cops I'm on yo head
Like a totem pole
These nigga fucked get em zipped
Fuck you thought it was
Shh keep it quiet he's a pig
I already know
You fuck with them niggas don't say shit to me
You sold ya soul
Bitch you not my mutha fuckin nigga
Just another O-p
Fuck them other niggas I don't fuck witchoo niggas nigga
Anybody witchoo fuckin witchoo I don't feel them niggas
Park that shit T on drake hop out wita bunch of lil killas
They never drove luxury this tax return lil different nigga
If he dies he dies I'm Ivan Drago Draco Hidden Dragon
Crouching Tiger I'm your Karma
Barber guess Eye'm lashing at em
Boosky popped up Ooo he fucked up
Cool cuz I peeped
Glad he laughing
Watch ya six
You still TikTok
Them twitter fingers twitch in Glock
Op
Give a fuck nigga that's some shit I won't do
(I bet I won't do)
Be a bitch nigga like you you Tu Wong Fu
(I bet you hoe too)
Way I drip nigga yo bitch think I'm fondue
(Don't even want her)
Lot of kick on that bitch you think it's Kung Fu
(These niggas goners)
I smell a Op I smell a Cop
(These niggas fucked up)
They say copy that look how they talk
(I tell you what bruh)
Go hide ya kid inside ya house
(Stay on ya Tumblr)
They don't make surveillance for ya top
(You think I'm dumb bruh)
Turned down a deal don't give a fuck
(I need 8 numbers)
I'm feeling Fancy on a yacht
(I bet you wonder)
Go get that bitch stop tryna save her nigga
(You fucking up hoe)
I'm wigging out go to Malaysia nigga
(Let's set it up tho)
Money don't talk shut up nigga
If it did I'll sign it nigga
Why the fuck you hiding nigga?
Need no fuckin side kick nigga
I know who you workin wit
I don't need my fuckin name affiliated wita Pig
Look
God tellin me to put the venom in em
I don't fear shark nigga swimmin wit em
Last time checked nigga been that nigga
Fuck a circle I don't even Rent-a-center
Already peeped see the bitches in em
Nigga tap this you can really hear it
Er'time I'm looking in the mirror nigga
Start to see God more clearer
Nigga I'm
G-o-d
Quote unquote
Graa graa
O-p
It's over bro
Fuck niggas Op you a bitch
You don't know the code
These niggas cops I'm on yo head
Like a totem pole
These nigga fucked get em zipped
Fuck you thought it was
Shh keep it quiet he's a pig
I already know
You fuck with them niggas don't say shit to me
You sold ya soul
Bitch you not my mutha fuckin nigga
Just another O-p
Yuh

Boosky - prod by scorpio prodz

Y2

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