God Son

Yeah more money, more problems
That’s the way it go
Higher up that you go, more Diablo
I’m a saint, I got rank, in the spiritual
Cut a cross on my flesh
And my tombstone, whoa
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son (God son)
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son (God son)
God son yeah I’m God son
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
Aw man, aw man, I’m the outcast
I ain’t here for the fame y’all can have that
God plan, God plan, cut the witchcraft
Real talk, I rebel, I’m like Shadrach, yeah
Lights on me flashing, neon and fluorescent
God bless the man
Bring forth the Heaven message
Put in my heart and stress 10,000 hours
Big time make plays my place on pace
For hall of fame status
They said my legacy is leveling
To a legend in the making
But no plaque they make
Or an accolade is something I’m chasing
My symphony simply for salvation
Glory to the gory to the Son give praises
More money, more problems
That’s the way it go
Higher up that you go, more Diablo
I’m a saint, I got rank, in the spiritual
Cut a cross on my flesh
And my tombstone, whoa
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
God son yeah I’m God son
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
God son, yeah, I’m God son, yeah
God son yeah I’m God son
You can’t have my soul that’s on lockdown, yeah
God son yeah I’m God son
Aw man, aw man, I’m the outcast
Cool with me and truthfully
We still gone crowd pack
This the soundtrack, for the bounce back
For the spit facts, yeah
Track killer, rap thriller, thrax sealer
Stereo crack dealer, pure substance
In that kicker, change the game
Change the rules, Adam Silver
Blaze the trail, CJ McCollum, Dame Lillard
Switch the flow, I’m versatile, Brax Miller, aye
Multi-platinum before I ever sold a record, yeah
Value in my core I got Yahweh at the center, woah
X out the excess, Y am I blessed
Z, God is a threat, I’m triple the sweat
Blood, tears, maxing the dash
I’m speeding the fast lane
Dodging the traffic
More money, more problems
That’s the way it go
Higher up that you go, more Diablo (More Diablo)
I’m a saint, I got rank, in the spiritual (The spiritual)
Cut a cross on my flesh
And my tombstone, whoa
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
God son yeah I’m God son
Lucy want my soul but I’m God son
God son, yeah, I’m God son, yeah
God son yeah I’m God son
You can’t have my soul that’s on lockdown, yeah
God son yeah I’m God son