GOD CRIES! Lyrics

I came from nothing

Ain't no way that I could fail at all

How I'm supposed to live my life

They shooting at the mall

I look my cousin in the eye

And tell him we gon ball

I tell him we gon touch the sky

Ain't no lies involved

These niggas put the pen down

I'm on album four

And we don't stress about rent now

We was on the floor

All this writing on the wall

That's who I do it for

When me and Rodney had no food

We just wanted more

So how the fuck these people

Tell me that I got it made

I was in that factory

Twelve hour days

That's why I'm different actually

And I do more than pray

I know my shit a masterpiece

Could give a fuck about plays

Could give a fuck about what you say

And I don't mind the critics

I could never let my momma down

These more than lyrics

That's why I always give you heart and soul

Because I then lived it

That's why that youngin hit my messages

To say he feel it

Money heal the problems

Champagne wishes

If It don't I solve them

Smoking in my kitchen

Counting up this money

Sorting all my digits

Shorty say she love me

I say love is wicked

I'm wondering if God cry

Still I'm wondering if God cry

Would you love me for my sins

Even if I was a dope boy

Love me till the end

I love myself I have no choice

Stars in the sky

Got me dreaming of that Rolls Royce

Youngin say

Sun don't shine where we come from

Youngin say

Sun don't shine where we come from

Youngin say

Sun don't shine where we come from

All he know is pain

And ain't nobody ever loved us

Praying that it change

But I feel like no God above us

Can never kill my flame

They know the name so if they judge us

Cousin got my back

We lived together that's my brother

Now I'm on a island smoking pre rolls

Now I'm out at dinner sipping Pinot

I like to work alone

I need my peace bro

Can feel it in the air

Like beanie seagull

Love you from a distance

So if we drift it's meant to be

They hate me for my pigment

My momma say I'm black as dirt

The blacker that you are

Look how close you are to Mother Earth

Money heal the problems

Champagne wishes

If It don't I solve them

Smoking in my kitchen

Counting up this money

Sorting all my digits

Shorty say she love me

I say love is wicked

I'm wondering if God cry

Still I'm wondering if God cry