God Complex

We keep you alive to serve this ship, so row well- and live

Holy water, Holyfield
Holy shit you know the deal
Shoulder soldier, so for real
Back to life, no Soul 4 Real
I sell gold that glow appeal
I brought that to show and tell
Broken omen, broke the seal
Broke the bats, I'm Bo for real

It's a God complex when I hold my breath
I don't know about no bitches who can't count my flex
Put a show on for everyone when I'm up next
Never sold on nobody who could count my steps, like fuck

Bitch I'm running that back
I can't stomach my tax
Ratings plummet, I save in bunches
I'm Brady Bunch-ing my racks

I'm Drake no London, can't shame for nothing
They claim they stunting, can't blame for trusting
It's ruthless hunting, that's Eazy Duz It
I died, then bitch I'd come back, uh

Come get in line
Most of the time
I'm worth a dime
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, nevermind
They gonna rewind
Ain't have a spine
(Ain't have a spine, nah nah)

Navy blues, she took maybe two
I need me a boost
Eighty proof, ain't no baby food
They should pay their dues
Breakin' rules, I just play it cool
They got me in view
Maybe true, I go crazy fool
Just like crazy glue

God complex
God complex
God complex
God complex
God complex
I'm complex, yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Kyler Hutchins
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