Fearing Nothing But God chords and lyrics - WILLIE D

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[Verse 1]
I'm fearin' [Am]nothin' but
[C]God[Am]
[C][Am]
[C][Am]
[C][Am]
Hit em up, hit em up
These niggas [C]don't wanna [Am]see the
craziest motherfucker from the nickel
I'll make your blood trickle
Willy
T be the [C]object,
[Am]recognize the motherfuckin' mob, bitch
My cash flows in [C]vast loads, I [Am]crash foes
Like
X -Lax, I'm runnin' right
through these assholes
.45's unloaded, hollow points exploded
In his scalp,
it made his motherfuckin' head snap
Tucked in a psychotic mind,
it's like I'm doin' time in a hole
With no possibility of a role
Well, I see old age,
[C]I'm at the front page
Like my [Am]peers, throughout the years,
it's kinda real
No fear for my adversaries, it's karma
Tryna send
Mrs.
Dennis to her funeral parlor
For sure, the bitches die slow
[C]Think I'm [Am]frightened, use a lie hole
Survival is a natural instinct
For this brave [C]bastard, fuck the [Am]war
He ain't nothing but
a slave master
Take these pill plantations
down the [C]fucking street
And [Am]shove em up your shit creek
I'll put your six deep, fuck vital
My idol [C]is a nigga [Am]with a gun
That won't run and shoot a
bitch when he come for him
If he breathe, he bleed
[C]If he live, he flee
[Am]Tell him in funeral fatigue,
I'm fearin' nothing but
[C]God[Am]
[C][Am]
[C][Am]
[Em][Am][C]
[Am]
Give him a glance, that'll lay a curse
Ain't nothin' worse than a
psychotic motherfucker
I'm one to subvert,
well it's dispersed from a .45 mag
Sendin' these bitches off to
the morgue in a body bag
Hella pain, so watch your
mother[C]fuckin' step
[Am]Or get your motherfuckin'
lousy ass shot to death
Breast smellin' like liquor and weed
When I squeeze off,
do the job and I ease off
Bust him again, plug blank,
and watch his head blossom
Just in case that motherfucker
playin' possum
Lord, you know my heart,
I'm a creature of habit
I love ya, but I'm a ride till I'm
covered with maggots
In the game, trippin' on the fame
[C]Thought it was [Am]all wrapped
till the fuckin' corner came
No rest for the wicked,
I'll blast you hoes
In the face, leave your casket closed
I'm fearin' nothin' but
[C]God[Am][Em]
[C][Am][C]
[Am][Em][Am]
[Em]
[Am]So low, that's the way I roll
[C]C -[Am]50 niggas deep on a creek,
but I ain't scared of them hoes
I bury foes like dirty money
Fuckin' with me, nigga,
you feel a slug in your fuckin' tummy
I'm sneakin' further from
God when I'm mashin'
Tryin' to separate my
faith from my actions
We all got a role in this play called life
Fuck a friend,
I'm all about my dividends
Trained in the field,
I'm makin' memes more and fast
I shoot this bitch up like a drug
deal gone bad
Undercovers are watchin' me,
they [C]must be jickin'
[Am]Who the hell they trickin' with the
phone clickin'?
Easy pickin',
I pluck them bitches like chickens
Have them bleed from the mouth
with the eyelids flickin'
My strap clickin',
on any bitch actin' bad
I'm not gon' patch a meat out yo' as[Em]s,
I'm [Am]fearin' nothin' but
God
I'm fearin' nothin' but
God
[C]That's how I fee[Am]l
[Em]Hell, that's how [Am]I live
nothin' but
God
And that's how you should live
I'm fearin'
God
Don't let nobody [Em]haunt you
I'm fearin' nothin' [Am]but
God
Cause if he breathes,
[C]he [Cm]bleed[C]s[Am]
[Em]That includes [Am]the
KKK, [C]the park po[Am]lice,
[Em]and these bitc[Am]h made niggas