G.O.D eLZhi (Ft. Monica Blaire)

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[Intro]
G-O-D, G-O-D
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I wonder who they pray to and may view as God
Is it who pay you? Grey Goose, D'ussé, 2K, a new J shoe?
Is it the fame? Going platinum or being critically acclaimed
Cigarettes smoke keeping you tame
The drug game, a Gucci belt
Shooting trick dice, the cards loosely dealt
The coke line that John Belushi smelt
How the coochie felt, a gold chain
The ego that lives in the control brain
The broken heart where you hold pain
Thе bad blood that flows through a cold vein
Is it power pushing powder?
Sweet tooth for sour diеsel
Trees roll every hour, diamonds
Cartier frames with the ten on the eye lens
A fly Benz, the ill street reps setting off sirens
Maybe likes on the ’Gram
Guns that don't jam, the taste of ham
A scam caught on video cam, damn!
Cause many die for what they was talking out
What do you praise?
What's over everything?
I’m talkin bout...