So Help Me God Lyrics

Mack and Charlz, we from Mars, in the stars

Fancy cars, to the bars, almost there, ain't that far

You would know, if you go, but you don't got no hoes

With the bros, like the mob, we pull up, in the Rolls

Pay attention, I've been in the game for four years

Y'all been waiting the last two for me to reappear

Now I'm back, and I'm taking you wack rappers' careers

Winnin' territory like this is the Trail of Tears

If you like this record, better buy it from iTunes

If you say it's trash, u silly like a Loony Toon

Eclipsin' the competition, call me the moon

Everyday a loser blows up, somehow I'm immune

Plenty girls up on me like I'm made of honey

Designer in the closet like I'm made of money

I'll be a king when I'm dead, like a mummy

You ain't get no play, beggin' like "who want me"

I got a passion for flashin'

You lost in the past tense

You never had it

You ain't about it

You ain't about it

Get to the top, it ain't so crowded

Mack and Charlz, we from Mars, in the stars

Fancy cars, to the bars, almost there, ain't that far

You would know, if you go, but you don't got no hoes

With the bros, like the mob, we pull up in the Rolls

So help me God, I ain't feelin' your vibe

We both aliens, we from the same tribe

Man stop fighting, we just tryna get by

Will y'all please stop tryin' to get high

Trust me, I still got something to say

Someday the Grammy's will be calling my name

Shed some light on some issues that they overlookin'

'Cause they superficial, seeing is believing, but mad you ain't met a higher being

I know for sure that one day imma be on top

Trust me you will never know if you never drop

Taking risks the only way that you will never flop

Shoot for the stars, land on a cloud so soft

Yeah we aliens from another planet

Made it through space like Columbus through Atlantic

We come in peace, on a spaceship that's aerodynamic

This ship ain't crashin', ain't no Titanic

Mack and Charlz, we from Mars, in the stars

Fancy cars, to the bars, almost there, ain't that far

You would know, if you go, but you don't got no hoes

With the bros, like the mob, we pull up in the Rolls