God With Me

Oh how I made it through I only had God with me I didn't know none of you Swear to God to tell the truth On how I'm still here Cause I keep God with me And I have no fear Y'all no joke niggas Too broke ass niggas Always talk a lot of shit No hope ass nigga Depress fest nigga Ain't on shit nigga Steady talking about shit You need to get up with your Always on your fucking knees But y'all niggas not praying Saying you're down but you're scared of Satan Saying you're up but you only getting high And saying you're the truth but I'm only seeing lies Old hopscotch Top-notch Never could get it Old broke ass Hoe ass Always in the city Talkin' about you're fucking broke Complaining on the tip Need to take your ass home And get back on the titty Swear to God how I made it It's no fucking debating I'm still here and going off I know they fucking hating Uh And that's the truth Yeah Swear to God Forgot the hook, damn Yeah And then I forgot my hook And now I'm fucking lost I don't know which way to look I read the book And then I write it Girls see me and then they get excited Girls see you and they be uninvited Like "We leaving- Exit, I'm gonna find it" Yeah so baby why you talking Need to go and find something in yourself Won't you get some knowledge Old no bath hoe ass never could take a shower Gon' spray cologne ass Dirty mother fucker Just a flirty mother fucker Don't no body fucking want you Lil straight ass bitch Oh what'd you say ass bitch We ain't hearing fucking shit Breath motherfucking stink like you took a shit Out your motherfucking mouth I'm the hottest in the South Everybody know that What's the update about Ain't no fucking debate about Ain't no fucking data about Cause a nigga always gon' do it Watch your gator mouth Before you get trapped Big slapped Get all that Put you a YouTube skit And that's a fact Cut you up with Cajun sauce Serve you to the fucking law Baby what you fucking saying Know that we not playing And the only way I made it Was just God by my side Uh, God all in my ride Uh, like God is my guy I know you hate it I can see it in your eyes Uh like what you saying Uh cause it's sounding like some lies Uh, oh, no good motherfucker Never in the hood ass Talking about what you coulda shoulda With your would ass Wishing in the kitchen Wish I had fucking wood ass Specially can't cook shit Always on the Door Dash Niggas trying to talk to me I can't fuckin hear shit I don't speak your language Cause it's sounding like some broke shit Brbrbr some gibberish P-p-petty shit Baby why don't you go on out We gonna be in Bentley shit I can talk about it cause you want it Go and get a stay always on the date But you niggas gotta split the check Posting like you is a vet Bitch, I ain't seeing it Block me on the Instagram Cause bitch I'm not feeling it Only way I made it here was through God And the only way you're hating here I don't know why But you know I'm gon' still do it You know the flow go fluid The know the flow go stupid But it's going to maybe get you a lil smarter You could go gon' probably get some knowledge You can study online at some YouTube college Old lazy ass Broke ass Trying to fucking find it ass Thought you could hit the butts On the fucking cigarettes Boy y'all fuckin' disgusting I don't want to mention it But we gon' have to clean up Get rid of it not mention it Throw it away And take that shit to the landfill These niggas think we gon' have to recycle for real Uh And the only way I made it Is God here So everyday I'm praising Like thank you G-O-D For making big me I'm so happy that I could be here today And for tomorrow I'm blessing with no sorrows Niggas try to cross me over But they gon' follow Follow or fall off Nigga ain't serve no sauce Now we just touching green, blues tings On the spring, green things on the screen Thumbing shit like going ding Bank ringing off like dang I be on the fucking thing I don't have to wear no ring Just get no shine on Bitches fuckin' love it cause Makonnen get his grind on Grind for all of us Put your fucking town on I fucking should run for Governor And be in town hall Speaking to the people Cause y'all niggas need some fucking help Super chef, you gon' get every house cooking right Turning lights and saving energy Got your bankroll Now you got your safe shit Niggas ain't gon' say no Go passed You can't pass Nigga don't pass go I'm gon' get 2,000 on the dash Cause I ain't even ask hoe I ain't even as slow We gon' fucking show it how Yeah Alright, I'm done