God's Hand
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy that's probably Tago
Ayy, yo, Bans, what you cookin'?
In my fucking bag right now, I swear to God
I think I done seen it all and I'm only nineteen
Do it for Prosper, he ain't get to live his dream
I swear this shit ain't what it seem
Went and bought a crib for the team
I won't do the pills or the lean
But I'm a fiend for the weed, I like to get high
Two J's to start the day, that's just to get by
Took a ten out the bank, that's just to get fly
Seeking revenge 'cause it ain't nice when the kid cry
Every day, another kid die
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
Had to cut off my whole hand, I like to give
Even though they wouldn't do the same for me, let's keep it real
Who could I call on for them video shoots? I need a fix
Them niggas had it, they ain't wanna give me shit
Them same niggas on they dick, but they don't think we know
All on that Instagram shit, but they don't let it show
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
I always kept it real, I never changed how I felt
All them niggas showed they hand, that shit'll leave you by yourself
I smoke and think all by myself, I sit and think about my health
'Cause I ain't feeling like myself, like do I really like myself?
Like I don't really feel my hair
My lips too big, that's why they stare
I'm insecure, I know I am
But it's just me, no, it's not them
I know I'm me, but I'm not him
I try to see, but I don't see 'em
I try to hear, but I don't hear 'em
I kill 'em all before I feel
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
Ayy, yo, Bans, what you cookin'?
In my fucking bag right now, I swear to God
I think I done seen it all and I'm only nineteen
Do it for Prosper, he ain't get to live his dream
I swear this shit ain't what it seem
Went and bought a crib for the team
I won't do the pills or the lean
But I'm a fiend for the weed, I like to get high
Two J's to start the day, that's just to get by
Took a ten out the bank, that's just to get fly
Seeking revenge 'cause it ain't nice when the kid cry
Every day, another kid die
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
Had to cut off my whole hand, I like to give
Even though they wouldn't do the same for me, let's keep it real
Who could I call on for them video shoots? I need a fix
Them niggas had it, they ain't wanna give me shit
Them same niggas on they dick, but they don't think we know
All on that Instagram shit, but they don't let it show
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
I always kept it real, I never changed how I felt
All them niggas showed they hand, that shit'll leave you by yourself
I smoke and think all by myself, I sit and think about my health
'Cause I ain't feeling like myself, like do I really like myself?
Like I don't really feel my hair
My lips too big, that's why they stare
I'm insecure, I know I am
But it's just me, no, it's not them
I know I'm me, but I'm not him
I try to see, but I don't see 'em
I try to hear, but I don't hear 'em
I kill 'em all before I feel
What's understood ain't for everybody to understand
But I'ma leave it in God's hand 'cause all of this God's plan
And I heard what God sayin', in the jungle like Tarzan
Watch the dope come back hard tan in my mama apartment
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
These streets made a man of me, a grown man
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man
But I'm a strong man
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Tago, Janarious Wheeler, Leonardo Mateus
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