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Artiste:
Symba
Titre:
On God
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I put it all on God Results take time Everything that I got I see the bright lights shinin', sittin' courtside for tip off Used to be a snotty nose nigga, playin' kickball I ain't come this far to say I made it this far This shit 'bout to kick off, baby, prepare for liftoff Three, two, one, that boy is back in his bag We always gunnin' for first, we never comin' in last I'm tryna slow it down but this money keep comin' fast I know it look good but y'all niggas don't know the half From full time to overtime, we play at a different time I been at it too long, it's time to give me mine All gas, no brakes, we livin' in overdrive People fall in love with the underdog over time Niggas want rеsults but they don't wanna grind, okay, that's fine Just don't be mad whеn I ride by in that DB9 Jealousy's a bitch, I see this type of shit all the time How you niggas mad at me? I had to put in work to shine I put it all on God Everything that I got And that's on God I put it all on God Mm-hmm-mm, mm-mm Pray for us Niggas do what they can, I do everything they can't I really sold weed, I'm not these industry plants I signed my first deal with Columbia knowin' nothin' would happen But I just needed the money so I could plan This shit takes a team, all I had was Self All I had was Fi, all I had was Chels Now I'm fallin' out with my nigga who ain't believe 'Cause he feel too entitled to shit he ain't help achieve Success breeds greed when niggas run out of energy I'm who helped you out but you actin' like I'm the enemy Niggas wanna fuck up my future because our history You drownin' in your misery with bitch nigga tendencies How you niggas sick of me? All the shit you get from me I did shit for you that you could never say you did for me I'm everything I say I am, not who they pretend to be I stayed on my grind and look at everything it did for me, yeah I put it all on God Everything that I got And that's on God I put it all on God Mm-hmm-mm, mm-mm Pray for us I put it all on God We was made in His likeness Everything that I got God body I put it all on God Mm-hmm-mm, mm-mm Know your worth