God is Not A Genie

[Intro]
That boy, Meej, going crazy
Ooh, woo
Oh

[Chorus]
Just 'cause you heard it, don't mean repeat it
I'm on my business, they call me conceded
I'm Free Barabbas, but I don't do freebies
I need a budget if you want a feature
I'm sellin' music, I ain't pimpin' Jesus
Same words that praise are the same ones that kill ya
So why couldn't I care if I'm liked by you people?
Give it a week, and you'll see how they treat you

[Verse]
Grandma died, but no time for grievin'
[?] a sign, I couldn't believe it
Give it some time, the feelings gon' creep in
I cried and cried, my eyes kept leakin'
I mess around, got too high, then I'm tweakin'
Said it last week, it would be my last week
Y'all would've been so surprised if you see me
But don't be surprised come when you fightin' demons
She got my heart like I'm pledgin' allegiance
She spread it up under my soul, just a fleeted
Die to myself so I don't fill this bag
'Cause I hate who I am, but I love what I'm seein'
Every time I say I'm sorry, I mean it
I know the feelin', my heart was in pieces
All of us human, we know what it is
But rather pretend that we all different species
Every day I lose a little more feelin'
Becomin' robotic like General Grievous
Deepest apologies, Michelle Obama
'Cause what I'm becomin' is really egregious
I need a milly, I feel like I'm Regis
I need a milly, I feel like I'm Wheezy
If I get caught, then I'm quick to say sorry
If I get away, then I'm Annalise Keating
Back on the road, and you know I'm speedin'
Back on the road, and you know I'm speedin'
Tellin' a story that's never been told
Not sellin' my soul, I know I done keeped it
I just want better for all of the kids
Sons, daughters, nephews, nieces
I think it all makes a little more sense
Treatin' God like a Father and not like a genie

[Chorus]
Just 'cause you heard it, don't mean repeat it
I'm on my business, they call me conceded
I'm Free Barabbas, but I don't do freebies
I need a budget if you want a feature
I'm sellin' music, I ain't pimpin' Jesus
Same words that praise are the same ones that kill ya
So why couldn't I care if I'm liked by you people?
Give it a week, and you'll see how they treat you

[Outro]
That boy, Meej, going crazy