"Too God (Pt. 2)" lyrics

To God (To God)
Be the glory (Glory)
For the things He has done
To God, God
To God, God
To God, God

God of gods here
Biddin' the world a bon voyage, yeah
Game of final bosses
Blow through 'em like the cartridge
Make sure you heard Him right, I beg your pardon
Life to the dead, He Robitussin
The only one stoppin' the coughin'
Proceed with caution
What do we call it? All of this Godness
We got more titles than Thomas
Brady, little baby, look you can't debate me, but God is better than all this
I'm being modest, you seein' red
I'm sorry, nobody can part this
He too, He too God to lose it
This'll told me, black out on 'em, don't change what you doin'
Sixteen, I walked to the shooters
Told 'em Jesus saved my life, huh, hallelujah

Turning up nightly, K going ape in the bay, no hyphy
Came from the side where they slide with the lightning
Fifteen years wifey no side-piece
Got 150 dudes livin' just like me
Been upon the light, we holdin' on tightly
Still in my white tee, clean it it up tightly, God almighty

Aye, Young Monty killin' these villains again
Whole time with the pen, I been reeling 'em in
I can't settle for a nine, show me where the ten is
Just like a Wimbledon win, this a lil' tip for my kin
Ain't no way to blend it in when He who risen is livin' in it
I threw out the gin and flipped to Genesis
I was drownin' in sin and I was swimmin' in it
Then again, never forgot what the mission is
He said he was 100, then that boy folded
So we started callin' him Benjamin
If you ain't here through the struggle, you visitin'
But I know you gon' be back when we trend again
I can't switch on the gang, I'm too militant
I gotta roll with the body like Michelin

She said she want a man, but I can't be with no shorty that feed on lust
If she a bird, I'ma turn her to a X like Elon Musk
But if she in the word, I'ma call her, auto, like Deion's Buffs
We been doin' this for eons, I know I'ma live infinity and live infinity and what?
Beyond
My God ain't the one you can sleep on
I heard they was talkin' so I got a ottoman for all the men I put my feet on
I got Yahweh, that's who I'ma lean on
My next single might have to be Mixed by AC
It get heated when I cut the beat on, they know I keep it on me
Droppin' bars until they free the homie

We too hard, no, He too God, I'll keep this movin'
Went and saved Montell Jordan, this is how we do it
Fifteen (Fifteen)
Young and foolish
But Jesus save my life, huh, hallelujah