God Might Judge

Ayy, this one for all the ladies out there
This like that old Kanye
That College Dropout Kanye
This that new workout though
When you in the gym and shit, doing squats
Hah, ayy, we finna turn up man

Yeah, yeah
All my girls, yeah, they know the deal
I'ma keep it a hundred, girl, I'ma keep it real
I'ma tell you the truth, it don't matter how you feel
First class but my shirt Coach
Never bougie, I ain't scared to hit the roach
Straight up out the ashtray, out the ashtray
Everybody know that boy, he got a lot of cash play
I am the Young Sinatra, do it my way
I do 180 on the highway

I gotta couple cars in my driveway
I got a couple bras in my driveway
I say, "Who got the Uber on they phone?"
I ain't tryna cuddle with your girl, you sleepin' on you own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you could tell by the tone
Got a lotta women waitin' by they phone, all alone
But I'm here for you
When I get home, I'll be the one to pull your hair for you
The only one to get up in your favorite area
And I'm way back
Where it's deep down

She love it when I make her come to my compound
She play my music just to hear my voice
Yeah, that boy so busy she ain't got a choice
Know I put that work in 'til that girl ain't got a voice
Roll my weed on the dash, you could call me Rolls-Royce
I'ma fuck you in the west wing, then the east
Throw you on the dinner table, then get to the feast
Oh no, she might not be the woman, she the right freak
She even got my name tatted on her right cheek

Oh, God might judge her but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?
God-God-God might judge her, but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?

Uh, got a lot to give, got a lot to give
I just fucked around and dropped more M's on my crib
Yes, I got a lot to give, got a lot to give
Get the fuck up out my business (let that boy live)
Okay, shawty said she want it, so I know she need it
Never put my hands on her, but you know I beat it
Like Mike, beat it up like Michael
I can't throw these girls away, that boy Logic recycle

Open up the Rolodex, I'm goin' through a cycle
I ain't really wanna party, but I might go psycho
Like, what up with it? I'ma get it, I'ma hit it, baby, step back
Second I step in, they know that I'm reppin' it, baby, what's that?
PLP, this the B-O-double B, why?
I don't know how, but I'm feelin' pretty fly
I just wanna take a moment, tell you that you're worth it
But you're perfect
Baby, you're beautiful, you deserve it

God might judge her, but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?
God-God-God might judge her, but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?

Uh, get it, baby girl
You deserve it, you're perfect
If you ain't ever had a man tell you that you're-
Get it-get it-get it baby girl, you deserve it, you're perfect
If you ain't ever had a man tell you that you're worth it then I will

Oh, yeah, you know girl that I will
Yeah, I promise you right now that I will
Ain't got no title, but I don't believe that I'm gonna leave
Oh, no, no, girl, do not worry 'bout that
Yeah, I'm gon' jump on this jet, but I promise that I'm comin' back
I said yeah, I'm gon' jump on this jet, but I promise that I'm comin' back for you

Girl, I'll never break your heart
But I'll break your back
I'm gonna tear that pussy apart
Soon as I get back
Shawty, don't play, girl, you know what I need
A beautiful woman to take care of me
I close my eyes, and you're all that I see
You want a man and want it to be me
I want it too, but I need to be free
Is that selfish of me? Is that selfish?
(I think so)

Maybe I'm scared
Maybe I'm scared 'cause it's been so long
Would you be there?
Would you be there for me to hold on?
Maybe I'm scared
Maybe I'm scared 'cause it's been so long
Would you be there?
Would you be there for me to hold when it's over?
Promise you won't ever tell me it's over

God might judge her, but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?
God-God-God might judge her, but the boy won't
You know the boy will satisfy you like a toy won't
Yeah, these other dudes playin' but the boy don't
Say it might not work, what do they know?



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Stephen Allen, Stokley Williams, Lawrence G. Waddell, Keirston Jamal Lewis, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Arjun Ivatury, Ricky Kinchen, Homer R. O'dell
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