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good god - tell me lyrics

long time i was down now i’m not, they tried to leave me in the ground let me rot , it’s a lot, but this is what i miss, ain’t no way that i can live and forgive, i was there when you was down you forget, tell me something keep on talking to the kid… yeah tell me something keep on talking to the kid

thinking to myself… i smoke h#lla weed, i’d waste my time trying to be what i’d never be, working for a job was just upsetting me, now i’m king everything everything, bunch of thots but i must marry a queen, and i’m married to the money so they sharing me, can’t wait to see how long that flight to paris be, pop that p#ssy for me and don’t embarrass me, pops ain’t push me to do sh#t since i was 3 , and even then he only pushed me to the street, f#ck sleep , house need a creak by the beach, i’m at my peak on the beat rappers weak, take a week with the beat to make some heat, i’m so geeked swish sweets, f#ck the sneaks, and f#ck a feat. , obsolete, i’m on a streak, gimme cheeks in the sheets the day we meet, taste like a treat , she on fleek , she a freak , took a leap and some leaf and it wreaked, let you think you can keep trying to beef, street sweep off yo feet rest in peace, then they weep when you deep underneath, cuz they seek you to blink and to speak, but you sleep and they know that you deceased, i’m in a jeep with malik on the east , for rd on repeat when it leak, take a seat cl!ck the link let it sync, sip the drink you gone faint in the sink, can’t think it’s been so long that i been on the brink

they keep hating on me and they wish i’d give it up, while i’m just trying to speak up and live it up, you keep talking to me until i interrupt, i tell you i’m tired of being runner up, you leave me with nothing but beginners luck, i keep searching for a way to reel it up, tired of struggling i always had it rough, i been wondering will it ever be enough, but it ain’t, never will, and until these d#mn bills gimme chills, i’m a build a pile of money like a hill, my n#ggas drill you think you tough you better chill, don’t gotta call on standby for the k!ll, keep it trill , you wasn’t chasing after mills, i was still making plans eating meals , in the shelter had to deal, now i’m filled, with a vengeance to unveil , all my sk!lls , and my will ,that was sealed , now i feel, i can’t kneel, cuz i’m ill, so the ceiling it ain’t real,navy seals, earned my stripes out in the field

i love the money and money love me, they can see, what they only can see, but i can see , what they really don’t see, loving me means you believe in me

i need the money and i need the bag, i don’t listen to these n#ggas they trash,people are fake and they don’t have no loyalty , if you f#cking with me i need some loyalty, there is something in my heart that’s destroying me, it’s the pain and the hunger that stronger me , i was down broke when you wasn’t f#cking with me, now that i’ve progressed they started to f#ck with me

things change but i never will change , for some reason always seemed to amaze, listen to me keep on talking to the kid, tell me something keep on talking to the kid , listen to me keep on talking the kid, they won’t listen i don’t think they understand, it’s hard enough when they ain’t giving out no hands, you ain’t have to point that gun up at my mans, now i’m left , with a couple of my friends, sat back came up with a plan, there was nothing but money in the plan, searching for the millions and the benjamins

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