God Told Me

We don't fuck unless she ask first
I'm trying to see what her ass worth
Money long but it's not long enough
Not long enough like a password

You ain't even got enough characters
Why the hell you talking about a roster
We don't even have to go back and forth
Going back and forth like a rocker

Grew my hair out ima rockstar
Niggas in line like a hot bar
You ain't did a thing in a couple years
You just on the side like a cop car

You on the side cause you gotta be
I'm in my bag so you proud of me
Legendary like the "Carter 3"
I know we mob deep cause we prodigies

Enough of the old school references
You in a bad spot like the Texans is
I'm trying to see that the game will change
Change the whole game like texting did

1 bar put the whole game to shame
Stay in your lane cause we not the same
Wait you straight, we on different streets
Two different shows, we got different feats

I've been ahead since I started up
Way too late we at different points
I know I can be kinda blunt
Want smoke but we got different joints

Ain't enough smoke to pass around
Mouse in the house cause you backing down
God told me I'm the MC
So I know niggas gonna back me up

All I gotta say is handle that
Soul gonna lift like a sandal back
I bring heat for the rest of time
You don't last like candle wax

I'll be here if you need me though
I'll be the light like the TV on
I'll be here if you need me though
I'll be the light like

(Alright great)
(Good vibrations)



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Writer(s): Donovan Beatty
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