God Must Love Me

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah This that feeling I was looking for Word Uh [Verse 1] I can talk about flossin' over and over (Uh) While I'm waiting to complain about over exposures For now, me and the devil shoulder to shoulder My ex girl is working voodoo all over my poster (Boo) So fly (so fly), care free, stuntin' on these niggas how dare he But inside he hurting, dying, flawed I wear designer shirts to cover up the scars That's why he's a womanizer, coming up with broads Try and hide 'em from each other, try and cover up the bras Can't break even, coming up with odds Struggle money coming up is odd To get your monеy up It's a blessing I'm like hurry up God You got me in thе club frontin' like fuck it imma star Imma pose for this flic god damnit With insecurities, my ego is this gigantic (Wow) They say nothing promised, so I panic Don't I walk around like it's my planet, while mild mannered While I handed it all to god While I'm by standing on the side, tryna fly by stranded [Hook] God must love me Uh, yeah God must love me ya'll Yeah yeah God must love me ya'll Yeah yeah God must love me And all these crimes baby Amen amen amen God must love me ya'll Yeah yeah God must love me ya'll Yeah yeah Talk to me [Verse 2] They say that boy style flossy ain't it (Yeah) But does he still struggle with his mortgage payments What he supposed to do when he can't afford to pay it And I've been more than patient, look how long I've waited And luck is a lady, fornicating, doing more than dating (Damn) She starting altercations at the wrong occasions I was born and raised on the corner Then I got lost in the making of a crime boss organization So in the music industry, shit, I left 'em all in amazement At radio I brought a hundred killas all to the station I scared 'em, but God never let me fall on the pavement My son is incredible and my daughters amazing (Wow) I fought from the basement, as a renegade I rise and put a pedestal on a center stage A dope boy, that made lemons out of lemonade Still in your daughter's magazine on the center page (It's crazy) I saw a black cloud, that's real weather So I wear this big chain, it make me feel better I think random thoughts, like are your titties real heifer And will I ever feel how the top really feel ever (Word) I don't need a psychic reading me the tarot telling me that I'm a Pharaoh A Phoenix when I battle for my freedom in the gravel Speeding when I travel, while I'm crucifying myself bleeding from an arrow Cause I still buy bigger chains, more ignant I had an orgy, still looking for more bitches I bought some new clothes, still looking for more stitches Excuse me I'm busy posing for more pictures, cheese Don't matter about the work you do You still got more than a lot more work to do Ay god, the last time I heard from you Was the last time I asked for blessings I ain't really deserve from you [Outro] Thank you Uh Ay