God in Here

Mood is fucking rad Atlanta sound, the trap A lot more in my bag Premium like the tag Writing like a diary Thinking of me highly Heart be beating blimey This boy is healing rightly This joy ain't fake like smiley balls The void is filling out of god It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here I just want some change, better I'm just on a climb, ladders She going for the brain, badder Burning up the pain Blasé all 'round Numb and phased out Having scenes in the sleep, can't forget 'em Like a magnet 'Tracting atoms And the axons they carrying a message Write an anthem My perception But it feels like all of the spectrum It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here It's feeling like it's god in here I'm hoppin' out my bag, damn Swooshes on my headband Flip an L like headstand Set courses to an island Pet forces with my right hand Louder with my silence I never live in past I done passed a lot of tests No, I ain't in no lock It was mostly an affair No, I ain't here to box But I want a couple rings I ain't here for swaps I just wanna have my cake Just take back what I gave Just take back what I give I just wanna have my share I just want it fair