Be careful who you call a God
I can't go without my pole and my rod
Sip the cup and then I nod
Made a hundred million,
must be good at my job
I done made it out the land of the brave
I can tell you shake my hand that it's fake
Free the guys and ones who never made it
Stay in line with the Drake,
I made it home safe
Baseball numbers on all of my contracts
Billion of buddies, they all in my contacts
I get you hit on GP,
they want nothing back Make 20 million last month,
tryna run it back
Why don't you run it back?
Run it back
It goes down on the one they gon' blame Gotta leave with my soul,
I came I know it look lit when I'm rockin' these chains But I went through a lot for this money and fame
For this money and fame
I did a lot to get here,
no comment I put a lot in my ear,
both on Rari as fast as it gets,
hold on I'm bout to take all that with me
I don't want beef with you niggas,
my beef with the system
Big bro at the end of his hazy,
I talk to him daily
I told him he's still coming home,
I just hope he don't think I'm just saying *
When money keeps coming,
the feeling is great
I pay eight figure taxes,
no more session eight
I was working my wrist,
trying to see where it'd take me
To thirty to sixty,
the feeling's amazing Now I can charge by the hour,
sixty minutes Say they pay me a million,
that's crazy My diamonds really be diamonds,
no shame I'm going all in, no stopping, okay?
Watch us over like a gun
It makes you hurt again so you can heal and say amen
We will change for you We will die for you
Pick
out for who you call a god LA filled with fake prophecies
They hate it when you get on top Magazines tarnish legacies
Can you tell me how much do they cost?
A hundred million ain't a stretch for me Packin' stadiums cause I'm a star
Bots can't buy box seats If you ain't down you an enemy
I got followers that'll kill for me And they lining up like a DMV
With the finest girls that you ever seen She from California, she sober like
Diet coke with a coke diet She write my face on my stash wide
She got chrome hearts on with a black guitar My niggas roll with the chrome and the heavy
metal Talking guns, no rules, it ain't Coachella I'm a good fella,
I'm a good fella Johnny Depp with the blow,
I'm a good fella
I'm in paradise, I'm in paradise But these false idols got me terrified I'm so terrified
I'm so terrified
Life is war in the face of God
We still rockin' when the cameras off
She a femme fatale,
she a superstar Even down to the way that she breakin' hearts
She ain't actin', I'm not an actor
Cause reality is what I'm after
Real emotions I'm tryna capture
Suck my soul up like Daraptur
Don't remember my lines but I'll cut up these lines
Rumors that you heard about me is right
Even starting to believe all the lies
I'm even starting to believe all the lies
I'm so terrified
In this paradise
I'm so terrified
Watch us over like a gun
We'll kill the world again so you can heal and say amen
We will change for you
We will die for you