Hidden Signals
It's always hell with you
Not like I wouldn't have went all the Way with you
But I can't tell with you
You say that it's me but I swear it's you and I'm going prove it's true
Most of the time it be lean & all these Bad dreams
But I just wanted you
How tf you going leave
Tricks up yo sleeve
I wanted to make you cum
Seen you up in my dreams
Breaking ya spleen
You just kept tryna run
I'm up on the east
Talking on beats
Always Tryna make us sum
Godly Talk Godly Talk Godly Talk
Go with the flow
Just Roll with the punches
Listen to you I'll be up in the dungeon
All this fake love ion know where to Run
Fuckin wit you put my trust inna gun
Up on the moon
Far from the sun
Oh that was you
You tryna be my son
Copy my swagg
Getting the boot
All of my niggas we get to the loot
Oh she fuckin wit you She was fuckin wit me
She was just screaming my name
Crackin her throat I was breaking her Spleen Uh
She want me buy her Celine uh
She think that she Cinderella
Oh so I'm up in ya dreams
Oh So Bitch stop sleeping Uh
All of my niggas be geeking
Ain't with the gang you leeching
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Lil boy it wasn't shit to meet you
I can't put my trust in people
I can't go back Fuckin wit you
That lil bitch ain't shit to me
Got broke ass boys
Putting pennys on me
Fuck them niggas I stay on east
New bitch live on side the opps
I'm going put it on a beat
I just found a whole new lane
Trust me ain't going broke again
I can't go back no no
I can't fuck with these hoes
Trust none these hoes
Trust none these folks
I'm outta my body don't know what to Do
I'm outta my body I hop in a coupe
I'm outta my body I role with the crew
Aye Yuh
Worse my part of my mind Iknow it's The truth
I don't even know why I'm Fuckin with You
Believe in my grind Iknow I'm the Truth
Aye Yuh
Fearless the tee fearless the troops
Tatted my body I feel like I'm wiz
Hating on me but I'm fuckin' yo bitch
Aye Yuh
Godly Talk
Not like I wouldn't have went all the Way with you
But I can't tell with you
You say that it's me but I swear it's you and I'm going prove it's true
Most of the time it be lean & all these Bad dreams
But I just wanted you
How tf you going leave
Tricks up yo sleeve
I wanted to make you cum
Seen you up in my dreams
Breaking ya spleen
You just kept tryna run
I'm up on the east
Talking on beats
Always Tryna make us sum
Godly Talk Godly Talk Godly Talk
Go with the flow
Just Roll with the punches
Listen to you I'll be up in the dungeon
All this fake love ion know where to Run
Fuckin wit you put my trust inna gun
Up on the moon
Far from the sun
Oh that was you
You tryna be my son
Copy my swagg
Getting the boot
All of my niggas we get to the loot
Oh she fuckin wit you She was fuckin wit me
She was just screaming my name
Crackin her throat I was breaking her Spleen Uh
She want me buy her Celine uh
She think that she Cinderella
Oh so I'm up in ya dreams
Oh So Bitch stop sleeping Uh
All of my niggas be geeking
Ain't with the gang you leeching
Uh Uh Uh Uh
Lil boy it wasn't shit to meet you
I can't put my trust in people
I can't go back Fuckin wit you
That lil bitch ain't shit to me
Got broke ass boys
Putting pennys on me
Fuck them niggas I stay on east
New bitch live on side the opps
I'm going put it on a beat
I just found a whole new lane
Trust me ain't going broke again
I can't go back no no
I can't fuck with these hoes
Trust none these hoes
Trust none these folks
I'm outta my body don't know what to Do
I'm outta my body I hop in a coupe
I'm outta my body I role with the crew
Aye Yuh
Worse my part of my mind Iknow it's The truth
I don't even know why I'm Fuckin with You
Believe in my grind Iknow I'm the Truth
Aye Yuh
Fearless the tee fearless the troops
Tatted my body I feel like I'm wiz
Hating on me but I'm fuckin' yo bitch
Aye Yuh
Godly Talk
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Chatfield Jr
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