FIND GOD

Lyrics

[Chorus: Dominic Fike] Hey, operatorWhat's on my radar? Predict my weather, but Can't stop the maker from Rain my parade, I Spent all day making Curse the creator, but Can't stop the haters from— [Verse 1: Dominic Fike] She said, "do you see the state of the world?" I do, I wish I was a billionaire I would help the little boys and the girls (Uh) But then she became a millionaire And the world still hurts, so she hurts 'til you grow up And forget all of the things that don't concern you The gas going up , it costs almost as much as your perfume The task force dropped and somebody shot, it was on the news But you know the news (Hey, but you know the news) We don't even know if it's true (We don't even know if it's true) Somebody on the left said the right, they was in the wrongThen somebody left from the right 'cause they did 'em harm Now it's on the news once again and I'm tunin' in And I flip the channel and I watch another panel Then the radio was screaming, so I'm turning off the TV Just to see what it was sayin' and I called up the station and asked [Chorus: Dominic Fike] Hey, operator What's on my radar? Predict my weather, but Can't stop the maker from Rain my parade, I Spent all day making Curse the creator, but Can't stop the haters from— [Bridge: Kenny Mason] Loadin' my 45, lay in my bed Praying that the devil don't lay in my bed Praying that the devil don't play with my head Praying I don't catch my break when I'm mad (Yeah) [Verse 2: Kenny Mason] Certified 9 nigga Drownin' in nihilism my denial is a wide river My boy got fully automatics, I'ma slide with 'em But if he say some' problematic, would I side with 'em? You think me holdin' you accountable is side-switchin'? If my opinion on it sound different You look at me like I'm the prime villain You can't acknowledge that the times different? That shit you yappin' 'bout be scarin' all the fine bitches, goddamn I don't think I'm a better person 'cause I side with them I just be thinkin' 'bout how I would feel if I was them I think the proof on why they got us all divided is Money at the root is usually what the truth is hidin' in Kids gettin' zooted usually what the youth confidin' in Overcomin' pain way different from survivin' it Givin' love away way different from providin' it Stay out the way's way different from me hidin', bitch Anyway, I don't need an image to intimidate I done seen the pussy in the people that you imitate I'ma keep it pushin' 'til they activate my inner hate Why you fake surprised when you find out that a nigga fake? Why you put him on his character and question anyway? Why a hundred-forty carat? This my budget anyway Why I gotta play a character to try to get a play? Why I gotta put some carats up to show I'm gettin' cake? Swear the world burnin', I know God gon' flood it any day When that day come, I hope my diamonds flooded anyway People I can trust come a dime a dozen anyway I don't keep in touch, then it's probably 'cause I feel a way When you lookin' at me, is you really seein' me? How the hell you judgin' who I am without you bein' me? I got a solution that'll unify you easily Fuck the whole world, I hate all you niggas equally, Pup [Chorus: Dominic Fike] Hey, operator What's on my radar? Predict my weather, but Can't stop the maker from Rain my parade, I Spent all day making Curse the creator , but Can't stop the haters from— [Outro: Dominic Fike] Shoot at the schoolboy There goes the weekend He's off the deep end, butNo one believes him Hey, operator What's on my radar? Predict my weather, but Can't stop the maker