God Help Me

I've been stacking, getting all the cheese

I sleep in Rick
I walk in Rick
A masochist

With the crucifix
Drown you in the sea of lies
Enter the abyss
Recollection of my past lives

And the devil's tricks
Focus on praying to God
Heaven is my bliss
My soul is trapped. I need a fifth

Wockhardt, all that demon shit
I've been living sinful lately
And I just wanna change that shit
Need to stop cursing

Need to start reflecting
Up the manifesting
Without demons interjecting
Pray to the Most High and I know He help me

Need to stop smoking. That shit ain't healthy
Just trying to live life to the fullest
Just trying to count up every day until I feel wealthy
And they stay hating. And they want to stop me

Want me dead in a coffin, a zombie
But I can't help it. Cup coming back
Hit the line with the 5, and I kiss, hoe rat
Hit a 4 with the rye, and I sip Cognac

I've been shopping in the fire when I kiss on that
Keep the Rollie on my mind when the fit gon' cap
I've been shopping since a kid, since an OG
How you trying to act like you don't know me

How you trying to act like you didn't hoe me
Last thing that I need, a fake homie
Trying to kill me dead like Tony
I've been hopping since a jit

Since I was an adolescence
Been switching poles. Been having Smith & Wessons
Been having these trials, tribulations, and lessons
I've been trapping since I was an adolescence

But I need to stop it, Please God, help me
I'm just trying to see the day I'm wealthy
The day I'm wealthy
Please God, help me

Keep him on my mind like a helmet
Cause the devil on my shoulder trying to tell me
how to sell my soul to be wealthy
But I gotta make it true and healthy

Please God, help me
Please God, help me
Please God, help me
Please God, help me

Please God, help me
Please God, help me
Please God, help me
Please God, help me



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Valenzuela
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