Closer To God ft. Cobe Cobra Lyrics

I used to want to be closer to God Till I realized nigga whole time already had it inside Changed the program and the lifestyle that

created a vibe You ain't chasing shit down, you ain't running

it up, you ain't part of the tribe I'm really one of them guys, you ain't gon

Let nothin die You ain't gon' kill shit but some time

Baby been so stressed but I'm fine Shit been a little less on my mind

Lately I'm so invested, renting up a check But like the Lord been blessing my grind

Nigga I'm more than destined, this is Jordan S

I'm on the court finessing my prime Somebody strike me down if I'm lying

I'm on the top, I feel like a God, I feel like a giant

And I got a pile, I'm calling my squad when I'm in a bind

Making them trips, taking them risks, it's all on the line

Put it all on the line, yeah, and let it break

Mad cause they ain't getting paid I'm in these sheets, let's get my feet in

I make these racks every day They talking that raw, raw, raw, raw

I pull up on spree On your body, they throw the bouquet

Shoot your ass down in broad day They shoot your bitch down in broad day

Yeah, that's what they doing for me From front end like you from the hood

Yo, that shit ain't no good Pack your ass out like a pack of the woods

It's for the tribe, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's for the tribe

All of the pain got me doing this dope I'm playing the graph, my bitch playing the

Snoop, I throw the ash, don't get close to boom

These bitches, they coming to go

I used to wanna be close to the God Till I realized, nigga, whole time already

Had it inside Changed the program and the lifestyle that

created the vibe You ain't chasing shit down, you ain't running

it up, you ain't part of the tribe I'm really one of them guys, you ain't gon

let nothing die Feet on the ground and my head to the sky

Been from the gang and I can't tell a lie Put in the bed, I'ma aim for the head, nigga

They always said I'm ahead of my time If I'm almost there, then just give me a sign

Bust down the bedroom just cause it was time Always keep it sticky, they thought I was blind

I'm gon' keep it lit, I go off like a bomb, ayy

I'm on the top, feel like a God, I feel like a giant, yeah

And I got a pile, I'm calling my subscribe when I'm in the vine, yeah

Making them trips, taking them risks, it's all on the line, yeah

Put it all on the line, yeah, don't let it freeze

I go off like a bomb, ayy

Mad cause they ain't getting paid I'm in these sheets, let's get my feet in

I make these racks every day They talking that raw, raw, raw, raw

Pull up on spring On your body, lay through the bouquet

Shoot your ass down and broad day And shoot your bitch down and broad day

That's what they doing for me From front end like you from the hood, yo

That shit ain't no good Pack your ass out like a pack of the worst

It's for the chai-yai-yai-yai, it's for the chai

Order the ping, I be doing this dope I'm playing the dutch, my bitch playing the snoop

I throw the ass, don't get comfortable These bitches, they come and they go

I wanna be like this booger, yeah

You ain't ready neither, no

I am, I am, oh, oh

I will, I, I will, I, keep you

Oh, I will, I, oh

I am, I am, oh, oh

I am, I am, oh