GOD KNOWS lyrics

[Intro]
I'm hanged over like I muhf*cka
Only God know
Only God know
Right, right

[Verse]
Them granny meds up in my pocket I just pop em, I don't care
Best believe all them stories heard was true, so don't dare
I'm a grimy motherf*cker, ask my ex's, they'll tell
All this slime on my money, I'm like Nickelodeon
They like "Lucki boy what happened? Body High was all depressed"
I be laughing and responding like "Just never pop a xan"
Baby girl I'm coolin' better not catch me on the stage
Either that, or p*ss me off and see the xan rage
Popped up out that xan cage, then I got that xan chain
So I gotta love it now, it's like Ye Roc-A-Feller chain
I been trappin' out the Uber, getting pulled over, over with
Sellin' xans for 10, double profit cuz I stole the sh*t
Boy I been the same sh*t back since I was trappin'
Interfering holding bet I still get passed, you caught that
Met this lil' b*tch in my dreams off the xan scared away
Solve my problems like a shrink, smart b*tch I gotta say
Guess I'm a problem they know, still live under this halo
I fell in love one time, I hope she swallow drain-o
Watch me finesse, finagle
Whatever I made like clay though
I fell in love one time, I hope she swallow drain-o
It's like it's too many n*ggas, and not enough b*tches
And n*ggas play they part, and that's how money come up missing
And then these n*ggas dying, and these t-shirts getting printed
Them sloppy ass shirts, I hope my sh*t look like some Fendi
[Outro]
God knows, that's the only way they'll f*cking miss me
God knows, that's the only way they'll f*cking miss me
Muhf*cka n*gga
f*ck you talkin' 'bout
Muhf*cka n*gga
GetMoney$tainGang
f*ck you talkin' 'bout
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