On God

I remember back when ain't nobody love us
Now they see us up
Ice up on my neck like its a cold summer
Oh woah woah
Yeah yeah

Cuz I remember back when ain't nobody love us
Now they see us up
Doing numbers
That ice up on my neck like it's a cold summer
Yeah I am the storm
Man they know what's coming
I'm bout to make it rain
Drop that shit like thunder
Say she want it raw give it to her Bennihanas
I'm in the penthouse ain't no one above us
Yeah they say they know me man only God can judge us

Remember telling TC that we'd make it
On the phone telling Nick that promise yeah I'll never break it
As I say this tears up in my eyes
Member being at my lowest contemplating suicide
Back against the wall
No one left to call
Yeah they wondering why I give no fucks at all
Cuz they say I'm out here living everybody else's dream
But they ain't never seen all the nightmares that I seen
I remember empty stomachs
Nothing in the oven
Say I'm bluffing
Say I'm fronting
Still they got they hands out wanting something
Ice up on my neck remind me of having nothing
Why yeah cuz only God can judge us
Hold up

I remember back when ain't nobody love us
Now they see us up
Ice up on my neck like its a cold summer
Oh woah woah
Yeah yeah

Cuz I remember back when ain't nobody love us
Now they see us up
Doing numbers
That ice up on my neck like it's a cold summer
Yeah I am the storm
Man they know what's coming
I'm bout to make it rain
Drop that shit like thunder
Say she want it raw give it to her Bennihanas
I'm in the penthouse ain't no one above us
Yeah they say they know me man only God can judge us

Now I got too much to lose
Neck cold like the flu
Why I'm up at night no curfew
Yeah we up and down the interstate
Chasing nothing less than great
Know they can't relate
Turncoats always changing face
Yeah you know I'm trying to be in Tokyo bathing apes
JDM switching lanes stay up in your place
Bad foreign babe yeah she love me different ways
Yeah you know she bad put that waist all in my face
Always been the same yeah you know you best believe it
Yeah I'm bout my millions like I'm on the phone with Regis
Know that I've been cold
Don't matter the season
Still up at night battling all these demons
Hold up

I remember back when ain't nobody love us
Now they see us up
Ice up on my neck like its a cold summer
Oh woah woah
Yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Andrew Josef Heid
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