[Verse 1]
Yeah, I can't keep rappin' 'bout my closet, dog, bruh, that's immature
I'm twenty-four, how 'bout I signed a deal and I'm still poor?
Y'all lost my dad 2006, I lost my dad 2004 to drugs and tours
I watched my mom cry out that whole divorce
Love Detroit, but I'm from the land of the cap
Where that cap'll cap your cap and have you layin' on your back
I'm from Freaknik where they pussy-poppin' pussy in your lap
I'm from Peachtree where a scammer probably scammed you out your sack
From where she work a shift at Magic, after that, she tryna rap
Drown or adapt, lap or get lapped, lack and get clapped, simple as that
It go like

[Chorus]
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Who the fuck work a job, lil' bruh?
Perc 10s on the side, lil' bruh
Ego on my sidе, lil' bruh
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Land of the cap
Lil' bruh, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Evеrybody think they God, lil' bruh
Who the fuck work a job, lil' bruh?
Perc 10s on the side, lil' bruh
Ego on my side, lil' bruh
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Land of the cap
Lil' bruh, lil' bruh
[Verse 2]
Five n***as inside the Sentra
Movin' like Five-Percenters
Don't care 'bout consequences
Just care 'bout ridin' deep
Nineteen and so naïve
I shed a mind deceive
Like, I'ma supply the raps, Joe just supply the beats
Nineteen, signed a new deal 'cause I thought I would do well
Joe told me, "Let's wait on it, we should get bigger, dog," but I care 'bout a full meal
So I did like most kids do when I took on a whack deal
Fifty K, I was rich, if you ask me, I'm half of that now, Joe thought it was blackmail
He had all the foresight that I didn't have, except he just lacked bills
To me, he just lacked real
Real world pressure, so I took my stand still
Said, "I got your back still"
Bitch, I had that ended
Spit out with my back bended
Lil' Joe was my best friend, we ain't spoke in a black minute
We ain't spoke in a black second
Both suffering depression
I wanna say, "Fuck rapping"
My ego too big, it's big, but I need some money
I can't work a job and scare the fans, my mans, and everyone love me
Not thinkin' I'm God, scamming got dry and died, shit getting real
Can't keep the façade, I moved to Detroit with the boys and got me a deal
Fear sittin' me down, had me like
[Chorus]
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Who the fuck work a job, lil' bruh?
Perc 10s on the side, lil' bruh
Ego on my side, lil' bruh
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Land of the cap
Lil' bruh, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Who the fuck work a job, lil' bruh?
Perc 10s on the side, lil' bruh
Ego on my side, lil' bruh
Everybody think they God, lil' bruh
Why you think you God, lil' bruh?
Land of the cap
Lil' bruh, lil' bruh