Questioning God

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You are know in tune with EA Jones
Hottest young nigga in the zone
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I was questioning god
When I paid for my sins
Do my dirt in the dark
I'm just tryna make ends
I can't fuck wit these niggas
When I'm clutching the bands
I just pray for these niggas while I'm chasin a win

So I creep through the night time
Slave through the mornings
Paycheck to paycheck I keep it pushin on
Everyday a new day tell me where we going
Everyday a new play so let me put you on

Baby out here tricking but play if you want to
Money is the motive and baby just want blue
You can spend ya last but baby don't want you
Double dutching with the devil boy trip if you want to
Uh

Niggas say they pressure where the proof
And lately I been moving with the tool
The mansion got some acres and a pool
Old school smoove you know how a nigga move

Fetty come and go so my nigga let's double up
Trouble in my past but fuck it I leveled up
Shooting for the stars but pockets weren't adding up
I was running from the law back when and got tangled up

Uh
I done seen some thangs in my life time
Best friends flippin at the right time
Bad bitches bussing in the night time
Just to get a dollar to holla at the right guy
Tell em what the money and the fame do
And tell em how you let the money change you
And how you let the trouble in the past go
Low blows & cold souls we still pressed fast forward

I was questioning god
When I paid for my sins
Do my dirt in the dark
I'm just tryna make ends
I can't fuck with these niggas
When I'm clutching the bands
I just pray for these niggas while I'm chasin to win

So I creep through the night time
Slave through the morning
Paycheck to paycheck I keep it pushing on
Everyday a new day tell me where we going
Everyday a new play so let me put you on

Ok
Double up count it up double up again
Run it up live it up run it up again
If life ain't bout money then why money help you win
Why my niggas going to jail cause money made em sin
Why she sucking dick in heels
Cause money pay the bills
A wonderful feel but money don't make you real
This money get you killed
This money evil for real
But I'm going to still get this fetty and I'm talking by the mill

Ok
Same mothafucka got you got
Be the same mothafucka want your spot
And the cold part about it is they know that you gone win
Cause that same mothafucka know you hot

Ok low blows colds souls and cold shoulders
When I'm on I don't want to hear shit about you always knew I'd blow
Cause when I wasn't shit nobody pulled up to my shows
And that Rolls Royce I'm sitting in gone even up the score

I was questioning god
When I paid for my sins
Do my dirt in the dark
I'm just tryna make ends
I can't fuck wit these niggas
When I'm clutching the bands
I just pray for these niggas while I'm chasing to win

So I creep through the night time
Slave through the morning
Paycheck to paycheck I keep it pushin on
Everyday a new day tell me where we goin
Everyday a new play so lemme put you on