What God Would Do

Ya, Imma keep it a C-Note

You know the flow is so lethal

I got no promise to keep, though, you keep on pleasing the people

I have no interest in anything that's disturbing my peace

We could trade a flow back and forth, I'm still gonna fleece

I think I'm raising the temperature

Know I never should mess with her

I don't listen to anyone that's including myself

Steady laid up in bed with her

Lucy getting the best of ya

Now I'm kinda hating everyone including myself.

Saving up for the amg

Know ain't nothing replacing me

Ima roll me a fatty

I swear the baggie be saving me

I don't know you no mo'

Think you know me like A to Z

In my head, it's too late for me

In ya head where I'd hate to be

Keep my eyes on the prizes

Keep my foot on they necks

Got the key in my nose, so you know I'm not stressed

Been on a bender for days

I know I'm still in my ways

Who knew that patience would pay

Hallucinating away

I remember shootin' shots but never holding up my follow-through

Couldn't sell my soul, don't wanna end up like a fossil fuel

Claim that you a boss but then remember who the boss of you

Twistin' up the spliff got me wondering what God would do

Look I can weather whatever weather, I'm like the weatherman

And if you bettin' you better be bettin' with the winner man

I call a Uber, a Honda Pilot, straight to the pilot man

I'm in a traffic jam that's okay cuz I'm flying private man

See I'm a private man take a yacht to a private island, fam

I'm like a frying pan getting hotter like I'm on fire man

Call a fireman spitting like I'm a lighter man

He need some milk

I need some pills

She need some dick

I need some thrills

They need to chill

I pay her bills

We tryna build

These diamond grills

Might make you kill

This shit Forreal

Baby stay still

Your sex appeal

Gone make me ill

Let's make a deal

Only fans, go make a mill

Damn you bad and you real

All that ass, just want a lil

Slip it off, banana peel

Got me hooked, I'm on the reel

But I'm a player, I'm on the field

Never kneel

Keep this a secret, you can't squeal

If you gone rob, then I'm gone steal

Run up a bag, that's how I feel

Catching feelings, I disappear

Wonderin' what God would do

Twistin' up a spliff

Wonderin' what God would do

Wonderin' what God would do