GOD TELLING ON ME
Yeah
Welcome to my lil ceremony
I thought I nailed it, but God done came and went ham on me
I know the feeling of always laying in bed lonely
And crying out in your pillow for all your dead homies
Yeah
God really do be telling on me
My momma know, because God be having us sharing moments
Can't get in heaven if my robe got a tearing on it
I can't get to the gate and he tell me he don't know me
Yeah
Bury me by my sister, she know that I miss her
Can you really just explain on why did you send her?
Like, was her color magenta?
Why'd she die from placenta?
What's the point to this mister?
Yeah
I got God telling on me
Is that the reason why you be giving me melodies?
And analogies, with different methods of salaries?
And a balance beam, for rappers that's coming after me?
Oh my
Dad just text me and said he miss me
I typed a message back but never sent it
But texting back is like medicine
But just like medicine, too much of it really deadly then
Oh my
I'm hurting
I just feel like God did this on purpose
Still parts of my soul I need some work in
It done been some times I scratched the surface
Yeah
But I keep reaching
Cuz I know that he won't leave me
Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory
Welcome to my lil ceremony
I thought I nailed it, but God done came and went ham on me
I know the feeling of always laying in bed lonely
And crying out in your pillow for all your dead homies
Yeah
God really do be telling on me
My momma know, because God be having us sharing moments
Can't get in heaven if my robe got a tearing on it
I can't get to the gate and he tell me he don't know me
Yeah
Bury me by my sister, she know that I miss her
Can you really just explain on why did you send her?
Like, was her color magenta?
Why'd she die from placenta?
What's the point to this mister?
Yeah
I got God telling on me
Is that the reason why you be giving me melodies?
And analogies, with different methods of salaries?
And a balance beam, for rappers that's coming after me?
Oh my
Dad just text me and said he miss me
I typed a message back but never sent it
But texting back is like medicine
But just like medicine, too much of it really deadly then
Oh my
I'm hurting
I just feel like God did this on purpose
Still parts of my soul I need some work in
It done been some times I scratched the surface
Yeah
But I keep reaching
Cuz I know that he won't leave me
Glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory, glory
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Writer(s): Errol Allen, Jr.
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