God’s Pocket

Lyrics

[Verse 1: J.I.D] My grandpoppa was a share croppa My father's stepfather actually Only granddad I knew because my pops' real father had passed So recently he been digging deeper in our family lineage Tryna see where we get our name and looks from His mother's only son, he got a bunch of sisters And my granny had *static*-teen children, ahh Not a hoe, but rather promiscuous She ain't a hoe though, said we can go though What you say about my grandmomma? Like hold up Anyways you get the gist of the statement: A woman changes, but a man name never changes We just dig into the roots and skipping over the branches To get to the truth of the strange fruit In the midst of that, we just dropped the roof And then exchange fluids with your boo Blasé blah whoopty whoop ???'s in here, ???'s in here Johnny V's in here, JB's in here Jordan Bryant, he's a giant, you know he's in here Doctur D's in here, JID's in here ???'s in here, ???'s in here You know that G's in here, maybe two-door Joe blowin' some trees in here You know Spill Vill ?????? in here We's in here, alright [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] Hazard lights, in a random funeral line 'Cause I don't really know who died, I'm just really that lonely Best believe at funeral I'ma cry for the homie All dramatic and loud, pouring alcohol out Addiction got me at my momma house, dragging a couch To the magma-covered Cavern where the dragons hang out Somewhere along the line I lost it My last drip-drop of the conscious And my dreams too lucid And my mind is the sharpest My face is confusin' because you talking and talking while I'm just staying aloof (uh-huh) What you niggas call reality is rarely the truth I been a bigfoot nigga turn the cherry to juice Never embarrassed by nothing, quite the contrary my dude I stopped giving a fucks when I started rapping up Clockwork, the way my cock work A fine-tuned machine, nah mean, nah mean, nah mean [Interlude] [Verse 3: Hollywood JB] Too many nights spent up in awe, this is a conference of life A [?] that you couldn't fit a baby in, it seems like yesterday I had a [?] Life short but the days long The path is rocky, but we stayed on Too bad we don't get the sequal, in the holidays the only time I get to see you Kinda trippy cuz' we really ain't that busy and we live in the same city I admit I've been acting kinda shitty Holding grudges like white cotton holds smudges I guess this is just my [?] When we was younger, and y'all went out I always wondered why I never could go with y'all Had me thinking I was less than, like why would the upper class men ever hang with the fresh man damn So I went on, I brush my shoulder off if I didn't have this [?] And what I'm tryna say is fuck it, I'm gone And I wanted to tell you everything but nothing even matters at all, hope that we can break down these walls, I hope I get a call like Bron or Chris Paul I hope we turn a new leaf, although I know it's not far If we plant the seed now, soon the tree will be tall If you wanna run, first you gotta walk, but that's after you crawl Life moving too fast, I wish that we could pause [Verse 4: Johnny Venus] Yea, just a couple of index fingers