Talk To God

I took a couple mushrooms just to find myself
Then woke up in the living room with noone else
I bottled all my problems keep them on the shelf
Not trying to go through heaven just to get through hell
Cuz I'm
Trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
Yeah I'm trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
I'm trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
Yeah I'm tripping on a Sunday as I talk to god

I ain't perfect
I ain't perfect
We been workin
I ain't nervous
And I will never miss a Sunday Service
Right hand on the book I swear I'm worth it
Laid in the midnight hour
I had to kill the devil in the shower
You aint never seen the things I seen my dreams are not just dreams I promise

Everything I'm bout to say is so serious
Growing up, everting was so delirious
Now my life is moving fast and furious
These lucid dreams got me feeling so curious
(Oooo yaaaaa)
I'm so awesome
Watch me roll up all my problems
I light em up and I smoke it up as I solve em
From D bottom run it up with my Broddaz
And JAH Bless to all my haters cuz I love em

I took a couple mushrooms just to find myself
Then woke up in the living room with noone else
I bottled all my problems keep them on the shelf
Not trying to go through heaven just to get through hell
Cuz I'm
Trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
Yeah I'm trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
I'm trippin on a Sunday as I talk to god
Yeah I'm tripping on a Sunday as I talk to god



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Writer(s): Ming Tran
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