GOD'S WATCHING
No means no my gee
Paid 3 rolls for the drip
Extra pesos for the whip
Momma prays I don't flip
The whips, blicks and them sticks
Hold on
Yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Talk to the demons they living inside of me
Momma been praying that they never bottle me
What you gon do if they sleeping beside of me
Telling me everything wrong like they proud of me
Fuck all of demons no demon can swallow me
Fuck all these bitches im doing monogamy
I know some snakes and they said that they ride with me
Yeah look
You cannot ride with me
I told a bitch that i love and she slide for me
Bitches they left me, they beg for apologies
Hoes out the city they tryna come bother me
Some had to book me she knows im a lottery
Niggas were family they sold me with honesty
Repping my block just in case we just got rivalry
Topping the charts with my niggas on reverie
I found the better me
Fuck all my enemies
Fuck is you telling me
Yeah
For Brodie, i might catch a felony
For shawty I won't make an enemy
But I promise to get her whatever
My diamonds from Africa don't a tester
My Brodie got charge you might we a tesla
But we ain't smoking nobody until
Yeah look
We can never go back
Niggas do much buts its never at track
For my time on this rollie I need it back
Fuck a map cause you knows its at
Money coming i might need me a sack
Bendo flipped we was looking for cash
Selling dope to the kids was a trap
Remember when niggas never had nothing
Poverty uhhh fuck
Hold on
Remember when niggas never had nothing
Poverty a hundle i just had to jump it
Repping my city and I had to run it
I wasn't something I'm getting my something
These combinations got em Lil niggas gushing
Diamonds entertain me cause they be ushing
Yeah
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
Squad goals over hoes
Squad goals over hoes
Remember them days when young niggas starving, young nigga hustling
Swear I ain't Chris but I got a pole on me I'm Tucking
Just know I know you and I know you fool all eyes
But just know with me I moved different I got God's eyes
Yeah
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
They tryna come test, they tryna come test on you
They tryna come test, they tryna come test on you
But I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
But I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
I got God's Eyes on me
God's Watching me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Paid 3 rolls for the drip
Extra pesos for the whip
Momma prays I don't flip
The whips, blicks and them sticks
Hold on
Yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
Talk to the demons they living inside of me
Momma been praying that they never bottle me
What you gon do if they sleeping beside of me
Telling me everything wrong like they proud of me
Fuck all of demons no demon can swallow me
Fuck all these bitches im doing monogamy
I know some snakes and they said that they ride with me
Yeah look
You cannot ride with me
I told a bitch that i love and she slide for me
Bitches they left me, they beg for apologies
Hoes out the city they tryna come bother me
Some had to book me she knows im a lottery
Niggas were family they sold me with honesty
Repping my block just in case we just got rivalry
Topping the charts with my niggas on reverie
I found the better me
Fuck all my enemies
Fuck is you telling me
Yeah
For Brodie, i might catch a felony
For shawty I won't make an enemy
But I promise to get her whatever
My diamonds from Africa don't a tester
My Brodie got charge you might we a tesla
But we ain't smoking nobody until
Yeah look
We can never go back
Niggas do much buts its never at track
For my time on this rollie I need it back
Fuck a map cause you knows its at
Money coming i might need me a sack
Bendo flipped we was looking for cash
Selling dope to the kids was a trap
Remember when niggas never had nothing
Poverty uhhh fuck
Hold on
Remember when niggas never had nothing
Poverty a hundle i just had to jump it
Repping my city and I had to run it
I wasn't something I'm getting my something
These combinations got em Lil niggas gushing
Diamonds entertain me cause they be ushing
Yeah
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
Pray to God for your sins
We don't love these hoes
We don't love these hoes
Squad goals over hoes
Squad goals over hoes
Remember them days when young niggas starving, young nigga hustling
Swear I ain't Chris but I got a pole on me I'm Tucking
Just know I know you and I know you fool all eyes
But just know with me I moved different I got God's eyes
Yeah
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
Lord Forgive 'em
They tryna come test, they tryna come test on you
They tryna come test, they tryna come test on you
But I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
But I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know I know I know I know
I got God's Eyes on me
God's Watching me
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Writer(s): Trinity Nxumalo
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