
Talk To God Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
I was stuck in the rain, I had me a talk with God, he showed me the sun
Look who I done became, I been the same nigga since I was young
Everybody going through things, they gone call you a lame, that's if you run
I be hiding my pain, I just need Myspace, I'm feeling like Tom
On the interstate going 120, windows ain't tinted, I pull up on you in a rental
Ain't seen my daughter in a minute, but I know she getting smarter and bigger
And sometimes I just wanna cry
Had to wipe all the tears from my eyes
Everyday I be talking to God
And I'm grateful for everything I got
And they know I know
Only time you see nightmares and dreams is when your eyes closed
This shit ain't no typo
They thought I stopped rapping, I was in my bag
First place, when they thought I was last
First grade, realest nigga in class
And them rough days, yea I know they gone pass
No I ain't just a rapper, this shit from the heart
On the road to them riches, if something go missing, you better go pick-you-a-part
And if you go to war, and don't got no heart, them hitters gone pick you apart
And this shit just the start, I just talked to God, he told me that you gone go far
I be needing peace of mind, I be in my thoughts I swear that I don't like to speak sometimes
On the road to riches I peep all the street signs
These hoes know I'm too focused, when they call I'm hitting decline
We can link but you can't be mine
They be knowing that I'm hot dog, when I get da bread I relish it
She just want me to herself, said we can share, but that's my selfish bitch
Remember back in middle school, selling happy crack and purple welches drinks
I'm smiling like I left the dentist when I go to the teller bank
She know I'm that nigga, she just wanna Netflix and chill, because yea she know that I'm real
Had the pole on my hip, I worked at McDonald's, lil nigga yea I had the stick by the grill
No I wasn't satisfied, I was just getting minimum wage
When I ain't have nothing, I was stealing them fries and them nuggets, a young nigga bet I had dinner for days
I just had a talk with God
Said I beat the odds
You forever beat the odds
You forever going hard
You forever going big, everything be extra large
Upper echelon, I can turn a kiddie meal into extra large