God Talks To Me A Lot (Music Video Version)

[Verse 1: Radamiz]
It really took more than a minute
Put a rapper in the senate
I really hit fronto in papers with killers while speaking 'bout
Peace and repentance
Physically hit when I digital dash while I'm milking these demons for millions
Might buy the projects in all of our hoods and make rent free to say that we did it
The commas turn critics to crickets
These bigots gon' limit the shit in our spirit
But that Yankee logo all on my fitted
Lighting bogies with your burnt bridges
Need to thank God on the good days
Instead of blaming on the bad ones
Embracing all of my hood ways
Du-rag concealing the handgun
I tried to be like 'Ye, I tried to I tried to be like Hov
I tried to be like Dre
Made it when this youngin' finally thought that shit was old
Spit that ain't no hot water when you go and turn your handle
Still up fighting all the nightmares, I go to sleep in camo
God Talks To Me A lot
Voicemails are just him and my mother
Feel like i'm starting to rot
But all this is part of the plot
Ran out fingers and tallies and numbers tryna go and count all of my blessings
Protect my brother from depression

[Bridge]

[Verse 2: Madwiz]
From my heart to my noggin
People start with their problems
Pull revolvers and rob em
To commit grand larceny joggin
I'm throwing em at you, blow your soul out your statue
You got no one to catch you
Since black women been going natural
From L.A. to M.I.A, rockin' Aaliyah sippin Sangria
With Tommy Hilfiger overtones and flashes of adidas
I studied Egyptian Mathematics to send em through conniptions
If you cross me like Mason Dixon this line'll surely trip em, listen
Is there a logical way to ignore me now?
I'm more than foul, tightly twisting your aortic valve
I be wildin' for respect, Friday nights I be drinkin'
That cranberry and Vodka, sound scary, I Shot Ya
C'mon man, let's be more Frank than Sinatra
You feel for this nigga? Keep it real with this nigga
Please, cause nowadays you can't spot these hoes b
And even Thotiana got Versace on her
So when I put her in that dress, best believe it'll be bridal
Everytime my bitch is sober she be gettin' suicidal
So I keep her tranq'd, hopefully it's me she thanks
One gold tooth like my name Shabba Ranks, nigga
I'm breaking bank, nigga
Respect how I came and flanked niggas
Unexpected like my other records
And love is precious so my mother I respect her
I don't understand her methods but when I get on I'll bless her