God Sent Lyrics

God Sent, Thank you for lettin' me out the mosh pit

Watch it, these bitches tryin' to hold me hostage

Knockin' on my door, nobody home, so stop it

Honestly, lately I been feelin' kinda dog shit

Hit you up next week, promise I forgot

Rest in peace to my motherfuckin' doggy

I be in my PJs, memories so foggy

I be in my head again, appreciate the small things

I be in my bed, walls closin' in, noticin

Livin' quite the dream, picture perfect, take a photo, bitch

Lucky that I'm photogenic, post a pic the hoes will click it

Ego gon get more defensive , Eyeore pin me more depressive

Going through the motions, fuck all these emotions

Gotta feed the ocean, waves they come and goin

Sweepin' down your whole ship, your girl be on some ho shit

Gotta be stayin' focused, follow me, follow me, we finding gold

Nobody stopping me, that's on my soul

Get in my rocket ship, we boutta blow

Getting my doctorate hand me the saw

You gon' feel this shit right to the bones

Smoking a blunt to myself to the dome

Thinkin' I forgot, no, you've been in my notes since

Thought I had a lot goin', then the Draco went missing

Thought I had a team, but it was not what it just seemed

I had a lot, took everything, they could just try to get from me

So I hop right out the scene, I know nobody really see

What they really mean to me, don't know how to express my feelings

Poppin' off in my city, cause I be goin' out and drinkin

See the good in everything is just a drain, you get to leakin

I don't have the fuckin' time to live this life yea fuck your feelings

Yeah, I'm already bleedin' out, thinkin' you'll leave me now

Nightmares I'm dreamin' about, Darkness don't look i aint found

What you been cryin' about, I ain't felt shit for a month

Going through the motions, fuck all these emotions

Gotta feed the ocean, waves they come and goin

Sweepin' down your whole ship, your girl be on some ho shit

Gotta be stayin' focused, follow me, follow me, we finding gold

Nobody stopping me, that's on my soul, get in my rocket ship, we boutta blow

Getting my doctorate hand me the saw, you gon' feel this shit right to the bones

Smoking a blunt to myself to the dome

God Sent, Thank you for lettin' me out the mosh pit

Watch it, these bitches tryin' to hold me hostage

Knockin' on my door, nobody home, so stop it

Honestly, lately I been feelin' kinda dog shit

Hit you up next week, promise I forgot

Rest in peace to my motherfuckin' doggy