Gawd

This that, this that once in a lifetime shit No need to tell me I'm righteous You never met a person like this, oh my God Know I'm up to something, never run, but keep it running, name one new thing that you did for me My God All these blessings coming, flower child is finally budding, shit, I probably need a money tree My God Oh, they in love with the preach, my God I'm about to bring 'em to their knees, my God, my God My God, my God, my Instead of looking for a halo (My God, my God) She just want a Louie bag and my Netflix for her cable (My God, my God) IPhone X plus, watch it capture every angle (My God, my God) My God, my God, but she's no angel No angel No need to tell me I'm righteous You never met a person like this, oh my God Thunder vs lightning Tell me what the hype is, oh my God Oh my God Let's make moments while wasting away Let's come last in the race against time My God, my God, my God No need to tell me I'm righteous You never met a person like this, oh my God Bring you higher when you light this You never felt a feeling like this, oh my God Ain't a word to describe this But you want to be just like this, oh my God I'm one of your vices, oh my God I'm a Taurus, you're a Pisces, oh my God Oh my God I believe in something, maybe you can take me high I can't be your savior I can't even save the night Oh, they in love with the preach, my God I'm about to bring you to your knees, my God, my God My God, my God Instead of looking for a halo (My God, my God) She just want a Louie bag and my Netflix for her cable (My God, my God) IPhone X plus, watch it capture every angle (My God, my God) My God, my God, but she's no angel No angel No need to tell me I'm righteous You never met a person like this, oh my God Thunder vs lightning Tell me what the hype is, oh my God Oh my God Let's make moments while wasting away Let's come last in the race against time (It smells like incense in here, got my tapestries all over the wall) My God, my God, my God I'm tired of giving energy to ones who don't deserve it Even perfection sees herself, as nobody's perfect Signed a contract with some people who only share the surface Then take the profit, turn around and claim you made them nothing I guess you right, I guess you right, this industry is shady Guess that's the only point of view we agree on lately Wish you the best, but I say it with so much resentment Guess that's the curse of being gifted with a gentle spirit Guess those shots that you throwing has a low percentage Don't let this cadence fucking fool you, this is all for vengeance I just do it in a light that can preserve the image And I could ramble on for days, but y'all ain't worth the minute My God, my God, my God