CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : G.O.D
G-O-D, G-O-D
Yeah
Sometimes I wonder who they pray to and may view as God
Is he who pay you great goose deuce 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 delt
The coke line that John Belushi smelled
How the coochie felt, the gold chain
The ego that lives in the control brain
Thе broken heart with your whole pain
Thе bad blood that flows through a cold vein
Is it power pushing powder?
Sweet tooth for sour diesel
Trees roll every hour, diamonds
Cartier frames with the 10 on the eye lens
A fly Benz, the ill street raps setting off sirens
Maybe lives 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
Yeah
Sometimes I wonder who they pray to and may view as God
Is he who pay you great goose deuce 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 delt
The coke line that John Belushi smelled
How the coochie felt, the gold chain
The ego that lives in the control brain
Thе broken heart with your whole pain
Thе bad blood that flows through a cold vein
Is it power pushing powder?
Sweet tooth for sour diesel
Trees roll every hour, diamonds
Cartier frames with the 10 on the eye lens
A fly Benz, the ill street raps setting off sirens
Maybe lives 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
