"God With Me" lyrics

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 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 your down but your scared of Satan
Sayin' that you're up but you only getting high
And you sayin' you the truth but I'm only seeing lies
Old hopscotch
Topnotch
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
Need you back on the titty
Swear to god on 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 nobody fucking want you
Lil straight ass bitch
Oh what'd you say ass bitch
We ain't hearing fucking shit
Breath mother fucking stink like you took a shit
Out your mother fucking 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 hear shit
I don't speak your language
Cause it's sounding like some broke shit
Br-br-br some gibberish
P-p-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 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 I made it here was through god
And only way your hating here
I don't know why
But you know I'm still gon' 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 and probably get some knowledge
You can study online on 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 love it cause Makonnen get his grind on
Grind for all of us
Put your fucking town on
I should fucking 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 past
You can't go past
Nigga don't past 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