$tove God$ (feat. Kalligraphy)
• Written by KeyJam • Featuring Kalligraphy
// Key J (0:07)
Murder mo', I feel like a stove god
Burner on, I feel like a stove god
We stove gods, we stove gods
By the sto', out-smoke the whole shop
// Key J (0:15)
Stove god on stove duty (damn)
Throw the book like Judge Judy (damn)
Mo' cooks than a whole Wendy's
Mo' cooks than your whole crewlie'
Mo' coke lines than an Indian Street
Them Mumbai bitches love MDMA
It's naan-negotiable, get to the bread
I bet that line went straight to your head
Insider tradin' and illegal bets, got Bill Lee and Kemp
They get in my bed, and gimme some "bets"
Yeh...
// Key J (0:37)
(Yeah) we gon' to Mecca
Baby mo' or less, my only love is Yayo
Coke on the toilet, do an upper-decker
Then I run to exit like the jumpers exit
Bitches want the best, you better go for second
Cause Key J takin' mo' than snow can give 'em
Smokin' hockey sticky, It's too hard to live it,
Gettin' halted quicker than the thickest Arab, now
That new strain is an insta-hit
Cocaine gang, we go infamous
Key J famous Kalligraphist
No small-talk, skip the sentences
// Key J (0:59)
Murder mo', I feel like a stove god
Burner on, I feel like a stove god
We stove gods, we stove gods
By the sto', out-smoke the whole shop
// Kalligraphy (1:06)
Dope white as Nikki Tesla, shit gets electrified
So much white in the hood, call it gentrified
There’s snowmen in LA, Atlanta, snow is globalized
Get FEMA out here to sweep up these local pies
Canada has drug dealers, signing waivers sheets
The Snow White hails down , I call it getting major keys
The 7 heads favour me, can never taper me
This blow knocks rookies out, this the major leagues
The blow is like a punch from Ali
Hitting your nose fast making you wanna sneeze
The game is so obscene, the fame is a fee
That comes with your soul, takes your conscious unfavourably
Apparently these very seeds populated the blazing streets
Leaving the junkies eating off of my own Eden tree
My fruits on it are cocoas leaves, pure Pusha T
Mixed with Stove God and Jada, this is purity
Every bar is brick, every verse is a turning piece
I got a Ki and Js, that’s KeyJ and Kalligraphy
Showing my wrist twisting, it’s a highlight tape on the plate
Don’t overcook the weight, our receivers come in strafe
If it weighs wrong we take it, don’t play
This is ‘18 Benny, white moves in an 18 wheeler
I 187 your song, im Kalligraphy the iller
// Key J
Murder mo', I feel like a stove god
Burner on, I feel like a stove god
We stove gods, we stove gods
By the sto', out-smoke the whole shop
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KeyJam
Member since January 29 2025