[Intro]
God Bless y'all
It's the Cult
Yeah

[Chorus]
One's that love me the most ain't ever seen me
So you tell me what that mean
Make a slick comment, get clapped on stream
Bitch, this a game, some see it changed
Got dreams, talkin' M.L.K. things
Solomon, David, get to Ceaser his things
I don't like favors, but they all expect things
They don't got patience, like a bad M.D

[Verse 1]
They doubt me, but they paid that fee
They went and bought SNAP, but didn't grab as cheap
You never fall back, just don't go fast G
I made a lotta money, it ain't happen overreacting
Made a lotta money, it happens to be distracting
Met a lot of people, and half of 'em always acting
Know the answer to they question, but still, they gon' ask me
Actually, 'member when they didn't love me last year
I ain't throwin' shade, they livin' in my shadow
How you gettin' paid when you ain't givin' value?
Bring the fuel, lady [?] child
Why your money sitting on the Nile?
I'ma get my bookies even if they fail
You could wear my kicks, but couldn't do a mile
Throw me to the wolves, I come back with a smile
I'm often overlooked, but that's all good for battle
Remember when they told me God ain't good for bidness
But I can smile in a Honda or a Bentley
She bad as fuck, wearin' Target not some Fendy
Ain't go to church, but the Lord is always with me
Hey, I hit South Beach and I like that freedom
Hit L.A. get the check, then I'm leavin'
I'm up 6 a.m., yes I'm schemin', check the play, y'all streamin'
Please, don't play witcha boy
Seen some things that could break other boys
I mean one thing when I made me a choice
I'm gonna live in peace, and I ain't fear anymore (Nah)
Arab boy but I got big dreams
Inshallah ah 'atakalam alearabia [?]
I tell 'em "Ah habibti", I'ma buy her anything
I told her "Mish mushkila" when she asked for property
I don't love the money, I won't even charge a fee
But you could pay a little if you ask a lot from me
I got a couple killas and they down to ride for me
They own a couple bidness, they won't even charge a fee
[Verse 2]
How you motherfuckers complain about me?
Makin' more money, then plane for South Beach
Wake up in L.A. and I'm tradin' on Wall Street
Hate when they complain to get in the cult feed
Always in the game, the game my O.G
Wasn't waitin' to make it, to save it, to go and to buy things
They was hatin', I'm changin', I know they didn't like me
Couldn't take it, was waiting, my money wasn't in high reach
I'ma take it, I'm patient, you know the game is timing
Got me payments, and statements, and get my shit in writing
Hesitation and waiting, the reason you declining
Meditation and prayers, the reason I'm rising
One comes up and one comes down
Started with one but this shit compound
We was lookin' dumb, but we look good now
Before she hit me up, she can Google me

[Chorus]
One's that love me the most ain't ever seen me
So you tell me what that mean
Make a slick comment, get clapped on stream
Bitch, this a game, some see it changed
Got dreams, talkin' M.L.K. things
Solomon, David, get to Ceaser his things
I don't like favors, but they all expect things
They don't got patience, like a bad M.D
[Outro]
It's the Cult, baby
Amen