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
[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
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