GUIDANCE Lyrics

Check it, uh, yeah

See, I can rap about having all this money and all these riches

Having a nice house, a fast car, and get all the bitches

But I have nothing to show, nothing to prove

Ive been so lost asking God, man, what's the move

Fuck, just give me a hint, I need some guidance

I really hope you're hearing this shit, damn

I tried calling like six times, you never reach the line

It keep going to voicemail and I leave one every time

Damn, but you really do not get it, I be really going through it

I be deep up in this music, I just wrote another hit

And now I'm writing once again, hoping this will blow up, yeah

Wonder if I drop an album, would they show up? Really mess my flow up

Coming with the shit, bitch, I'm coming with that, uh

Said I'm coming with that, what

Uh, yeah

Funky style fresh, boy, you know I'm up next

Got the diamonds on my chest, said ain't nothing to flex, what

Uh, it ain't nothing to flex, what

Ayy, it ain't nothing to flex

I ain't gotta stress, cause I know I am blessed

God gave me this talent, got this dream to pursue

I got a million, trillion things that I'm trying to make the move, but

Whoa, ayy, damn

See, I can rap about having all this money and all these riches

Having a nice house, a fast car, and get all the bitches

But I have nothing to show, nothing to prove

I've been so lost, asking God, man, what's the move

Fuck, man, just give me a hint, I need some guidance

I really hope you're hearing this shit, damn

I try calling like six times, you never reach the line

We keep going to voicemail, and I leave one every time, damn

But you really do not get it, I be really going through it

I be deep up in this music, I just wrote another hit

And now I'm writing once again, hoping this will blow up, yeah

Wonder if I drop a album, would they show up

Really mess my flow up

Come with the shit, bitch, I'm coming with that

Uh, said I'm coming with that, what