On God Vic Sage (Ft. Parris Chariz)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh tell them all this, yeah

Tryna get it now with no hesitation
Tryna get it now, I ain’t got no patience
Tryna get it now man I’m tired of waiting
You ain’t I think I will? You must be mistaken
That’s on God
Imma get it right now
That’s on God
Imma get it right now
That’s on God
Imma get it right now
That’s on God
Imma get it right now

I’ve been driven like I really went and stole me a whip
I don’t even got no time but a Rollie it is
I’ve been scoring every time like no goalie is in
I ain’t really into going out, I’m lonely as when
I’m sitting back with amnesia
I swear I call when I need ya
I’m running low on my funds
I might just put on the visa
I need to sell out arenas
I need to wear those Adidas
I swear I got on those stripes
It make me look like a zebra