Got you/God's Soldier Lyrics

Got my brudda it don't matter what we been through

Got my mother it don't matter what we been through

Got my pops it don't matter what we been through

Got my bruddas it don't matter what we been through

Isolate myself won't talk unless it's on the phone huh

Did it once by force

But this time it's a choice fasho huh

They tell my SHARKY whatchu talking bout cuz I don't know huh

I thought that I was clear but I don't really know

I guess I gotta get up out this mode and get back in that mode

I guess I gotta travel down this long dark winding road

Shut my motherfucking mouth no I won't ever vent to you

Cuz if I fucking vent to you don't know who my words getting to

Like yea my trust is fucked up

You know me boy you lucked up

If I hit why3 he send them beats

We get our bucks up

I won't ever buck up

Cuz god he got me yuh yuh

Like first I'll fucking duck off

And make a plan to come up

Fortitude my mind a fucking lair

I hate sluts

Brodie told me we gon fucking party I said nu huh

How Am I gon party wit no money I need monyun

Staying focused to the mission

This is what I want bruh

A long road i been on trynna get this shyt right

I hold my hand and stay low key

Got lots to say my chest tight

I close my eyes and bow my head I pray to god I'll be aight

I don't wanna go to church cuz me and god we really tight

Selecting wisely who I clique wit

Because Ya soul it need some light

I'm fighting demons slay em all I hold a trident

It's my right

I'm swimming strong

I'm stroking light

I hold my breath and take a dive

I used to hold all my emotions in sometimes it's cool to cry

But let me tell you bout my findings

If you need answers go inside

Go around I'm asking questions sometimes niggas need advice

You living truthful stand on 10 and that's where blessings go reside

I ain't fucking wit nobody

Less vibrations super high

But it's ok I been through many cycles took all the lessons

Like yea I took all of em in

And I been grinding for a min

You learn to hold yaself accountable

Then boys gon turn to men

If you believing up inside ya self

The world is in ya hands

I watch that snow was spinning out

Niggas kept they cool

I'm spinning out and grab the wheel

The fuck I'm supposed to do

I hit a ditch but I ain't bitch I called them fuck people they said to wait

Fuck that

Imma get up out this ditch my hands was shaking

My car got fucked I need that pape I need that bacon nigga

Called my job said I ain't coming in I fucking hate you Niggas

Fucked my shyt up just to go and watch some people skate my nigga

Suck my dick and fuck ya money y'all just fucking play wit niggas

Thanking god cuz that shyt could've been worse

But I don't care I'm still pissed

I did that just to get to work

God had his hands over me

Cuz I could've been hurt

And imma speak my truth

So that's why imma go and spit this verse

I believe it's all working out in weird ways but I don't know

Making tracks since 17

Im trynna blow

But stay low key cuz the public really weird

I rather you listen than to know me nigga do you hear me

When I open up my mouth I think I'm speaking clearly

I don't know I had to ask my phone like am i tweaking Siri

Grinding hard this music in my bones so I ain't stopping no

Spitting bars I'm spitting heat

My words they hot jalapeño

Hopping off a fucking plane to tropical but love the cold

Niggas think I'm militant say semper fi like quantico

Really imma fucking hippy I just don't be playing bro

Had strap my boots up wit tie dye

I love it tho

Remember jokes bout helmets cuz them niggas thought that I was slow

But really I'm just gods soldier spreading love by making songs

I know that do yell a lot but listen what I'm saying tho

And if you did not hear before then this is what I'm saying bro

Stay prayed up

Stay cool

Stay smoove

Before you make a play

Make sure you moving tactical

And if it make sense

Fuck what others gotta say dude

Like me I'm saying fuck my job it's other ways to get food