VERSE 1
I see the lights
I get lost
I need the life
But it costs
I know what's right
But I still floss
And if you don't like it
You can kick rocks
I know I only kneel when I'm solo
Or when I'm poppin' pills feeling loco
Or standing in some heels on the ho stroll
Or tryna steal some bills with a four-four
We left the garden
Now we have all forgotten
How to see the God
In the solution and the problem
We want the credit and the praise when it's beneficial
But we want to yell his name when there is an issue
My head ain't bigger than these n***as
Yeah I might sin a little but I ain't like Jigga
And the rest of them
Thinking that they idols
God should be arresting them
For talking all that libel hiyo

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You are not the Father
You are not the Holy Ghost
You are not my Allah
So I'mma make a toast
Now give it up for the most high
Because of him I'm the most fly x2

VERSE
Chickens want to shake it like a pompom
Tryna get a date til they gotta sing they swan song
If a n***a pay they let him taste it like a bonbon
Til it blow up in their face like a bob-omb
POW
I got Allah in my chest
And an angel overhead
Got a goblin to my left
And he tryna pay my rent
I wanna yell stop like it's hammer time
Tryna fight the devil off like a samurai
No I can't take nothing to the final gate
So I gotta live for something if I die today
Last week hit my homey on the telephone
Sadly he just od'd on some methadone
Yeah I did things I ain't really proud of
Hey I said things I ain't like the sound of
So I wound up lost like Gilligan
(Yup) 'Til I found out the cost of a million

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VERSE 3 (Roderick Vonn)
Cheers -- glasses to the ceiling
Tryna fight these demons I may act a little heathen
Tryna fight this flesh every time I get the feeling
I'm just tryna live the life and leave the jobs up to Steven
Forgive these passionate affairs
I pray my pain be champagne
Too many asses in the air
I know it's temporary
This ain't even lasting over here
In these hairy situations
God is passing me the nair
Hey -- where did I go wrong?
I'm just tryna make it big with just a handful of songs
Limelight shining like it's bright in the bulb
The industry evaluate the price of my soul
Woah -- is it getting too real for you?
I see through this fake life and I feel for you
You want real -- read a book, read a book n***a
Now it' time for the hook n***a

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