First things first I pop, sling all the honeys Ain't it funny? Angel, I got devils wanting money Seems sacred but get nathin' My penetration is all revelations And my eyes only seeing basic, they foul flagrant Infatuated with the bracelets, diamond-cut player You fallacious, not complacent Competition, I'm your favourite, knock knock It's me, motherfucker, you're dead wrong Turning your doorknob, a heartthrob Never my title but you bitches getting robbed I rhyme and flip lines so far ahead of my time My punchlines is lemon lime I'm sour, nigga, sweeter than pine I'm God's gift like Christmas time The money Jewish but it's black on black crimes They box me in from time to time For a Rolex, is you willing to die? You willing to die, nigga? Oh shit, nigga, you a rich nigga? Does your wrist glitter? How much your car engine? I can tell you got six figures Figure you ain't no real nigga You don't struggle like real niggas Probably snitch on a real nigga Just to get you out of bed, nigga Well let's see, my god is your god If he got faith in me, go and pull the trigger And leave it be, nigga Russian roulette, let's make a bet 100 on black, I'm back with a vengeance, the villain is vicious Heart of gold is relentless, book of Genesis Don't eat the apple, but you'd rather live ravish Street savvy, but not wealthy Good health, be blessed, tryna reach the heavens
One day as I pray, halo over me
As I lay back, chick on my lap everyday, this god talk
This god talk This god talk
Let god talk Stand back lil nigga, let God talk
Tryna follow Christ, but this club light super bright And they pay me cash every single night Taking models back to the crib I know you want my life, you don't want my life Couldn't handle what they write about you The Superman of height, you can get 'em high But how far is you willing to climb for your own shine? Blowing shine, papers let a nigga vibe, letting God talk I'm like when summer approach Niggas thinking they're good, but they're more TO I'm known coast to coast, you tryna play god
With the devil's robes It's only one god, boy, you far from close Been ready, change cars like winter coats
Niggas bubblegum, Winterfresh, in they Easter clothes No lint on my Easter clothes Resurrect, the prophet spoke
This god talk This god talk Let god talk
And the Lord he told me find my way home And the Lord he told me find my way home And the Lord he told me make me home And the Lord he told me find my way homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
