God Talking

[Intro: Luke Bar$]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Luke Bar$]
Make mistakes and learn from it
Make your bed, now lay in it
Grew up around respect, my daddy told me, "Don't you play that shit"
You said you a man about your word, you better keep that shit
And if he real, you can tell by his weaknesses
We smell the bullshit through your fragrances
Only me and God know about the life I live
My pockets gaining weight and I ain't even sell my soul for it
I'm on a dinner date, she showing me her cleavages
Fuck this food up on the table, rather eat your shit
Excuse me for my explicitness, I just got some tender lips
Say how I feel, I'm a man, I never bite my lips
Say how I feel, they mistake this shit for arrogance
I would have more friends if I kept playing fair and shit
Meech told me get 'em, so l got 'em
It's funny how I see with my fucking closed eyelids
It's funny how the devil test you when you so solid
I tried to keep the peace, but lately, I just cope to violence
Smack a nigga in his face, the world would be a better place, for real

[Chorus: Meech BOLD]
Excuse my French, that's God talking (God talking)
Excuse my French, that's God talking (God talking)
Excuse my French, that's God talking (God's talking)
Excuse my French, that's God talking to me

[Verse 2: Meech BOLD]
I know my greed won't let me down, been feeling more lonely
I'm like a club promoter trying to get the bitches in
I write letters to the fam for the shit I missed
Knowing this music shit I love gone in a blip
Most days, I feel pressure, I started to sip
See this chip on my shoulder will show you my grit
Get a grip on all my bitches, they started to dip
Showed my spirit in the flesh, they questioned what is
Most the thoughts in my mind come from my bed
I understand how sleep is the cousin of death
Fat ass, nice teeth, go show me them breasts
I know lust is a form of relieving your stress
I would say some wild shit, I'm just checking the temp
Praying we work on our set, road touring and shit
What's life without a slice of the devil's pie?
Got to sin, learn some lessons, know there's different sides
Speaking truth, still selling, this ain't different times
We just trying to fit an image, boxed up in a lie
It's been twenty-seven years, I figured my why
Knowing you don't know the first step to being more wise
Was feeling so-so, my passion was starting to die
I figured it's time to focus on mind
Revealing my truth, uniting with vibes
I struggle with pain, these moments I sigh
I see signs and I surely know there's differences
Promise to myself I can't be named on prescription lists
Drugged through the wringer, surely ready for more
I can't trust you with my gift, them numbers funky, my boy
I ain't coy, I love being cordial
Hate the business talk, people love to keep it formal
They want to take it all
Let you keep your chain, pawn that shit once you flop
Can we not, nigga? Can we not? Huh?