Talk to God

Everyday I talk to god
It’s a struggle I use what I got
Want the money but don’t want no job
Talking maccy get him popped
Tight ass circle keep this shit a dot
Chasing dreams we cannot stop
Yeah, everyday I talk to god
It’s a struggle I use what I got
Want the money but don’t want no job
Talking maccy get him popped
Tight ass circle keep this shit a dot
Chasing dreams we cannot stop

He dissing on the mob
We bringing all the static
Had to bend his block
Know we gonna make the bond
No we can’t stay on lock
I got homies missing gone
Yeah this for all who dropped
I start a wave without no help
And now I watch em flock
I been watching shit get hot
I’m still sinning in this life
I pray I don’t get caught
Hard to sleep at night
I’m stuck with all thesе thoughts
We gon’ make a move
But wе don’t even talk
(You could tell he got the ratchet on him by the way he walk)
And you could peep my fashion
Carry all this sadness but still laughing
I’m taxing
Cuz’ I got these exotics
We wit action
We be chillin on the blocc
We in the baccend
These racks gon’ get to stackin
They capping in they captions
I’m at war wit myself
Talk to god thinking he could help
But everytime, it be the devil what I’m dealt
Yeah, I overcame the pain, can’t explain the way I felt
Except for down bad
I had to put them days behind my belt

Everyday I talk to god
It’s a struggle I use what I got
Want the money but don’t want no job
Talking maccy get him popped
Tight ass circle keep this shit a dot
Chasing dreams we cannot stop
Yeah, everyday I talk to god
It’s a struggle I use what I got
Want the money but don’t want no job
Talking maccy get him popped
Tight ass circle keep this shit a dot
Chasing dreams we cannot stop