God Complex
[Verse 1]
Ugh
Told ‘em this the last year niggas playing with me
Told them niggas last year that they ain't weighing with me
Left ‘em in the past yeah them niggas swaying iffy
I don’t think they really want it, nah I couldn't take ‘em with me
Why they in disguise tryna build a case against me
Bitch I be outside, shit they coulda came to get me
Niggas ain't on time, that’s in spite of all the envy
I got something in the tuck for ya'll that tried to bet against me
Sticky-uh wait- situation getting sticky
Plot getting thicker than my bitch, shе want a Bentley
Opps looking sicker than a bitch, but won't addrеss me
Yeah my trigger finger itching hoe that bitch might need caressin'
Time's up, ya time's up let's cut the tension
I get ‘em lined up, them boys don't ever learn they lesson
Nigga this is God’s work, I travel through dimensions
Nigga, get ya grind up, eyes up let’s pay attention
Better play your parts
Advise you niggas not to test me best you play it smart
I got a chopper in the car, and that hoe state of art
No politicking, got AR's for ya’ll A&R's
That pressure turned me to a star, now I got 'em starstruck
Seen ya'll niggas set the bar, I had to set the bar up
Way my stock just went to Mars, nigga peep the mark up
All them he won’t make it far's turned me to a- turned me, turned me to a monster
[Hook]
You talking to a fucking God nigga
You talking to a fucking God nigga
This ain't no facade nigga
Better recognize
You talking to a fucking God nigga
You talking to a fucking God nigga
[Verse 2]
You boys gon learn to put respect on my name
Them boys gon learn, they keep on testing my aim
I been perfecting my range
Caught scoliosis off the heft of my chain
That Homer glimmer, touch of glitter to the rest of my frame
Sat on my throne and watch the rest of 'em kneel
I need no less than a mill
These niggas necks is where I'm resting my heel
They act like my resolve ain't tethered to steel
Like I won't burn through a seal
Like I can't bend this universe to my fucking will
I'm charged up, had to go and knock it out the park huh
I park up, flawless VV's dripping off the charm huh
I charm her, by way of taking top from off the car huh
The karma'll come by way of pressure turning me into a star
Till I got em starstruck
I seen where they set the bar, I had to set the bar up
And my stock just went to Mars, nigga peep the mark up
All them he won't make it far's turned me to a- turned me to a monster
[Hook]
Gravity
[Verse]
It feels just like a race against the clock and I can't seem to catch up
The pressure's weighing heavy on me I can't seem to pick it back up
The weight of all the world rests on my shoulders, oh but no it can't stop
Oh I can always count on you to pull me right back down when I feel on top
Nobody told you you'd fight a fair one, nobody owes you
Nobody cares that you're feeling burnt out, you'd better pull through
Just pick your head up, cause if you look down the pressure'd fold you
I'm not saying I give up but I think I might understand why they all do
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