God's Talking

Yea oh 92Baby God keeps on telling me More then words he gave me everything I need to be a better me God keeps on blessing me Im eating good and I can feed my fam too cause he trust me with that recipe These niggas always testing me I lose my cool like a fool for little things that really shouldn't be stressing me Thats some real shit Some simple shit I gotta deal with Somebody gotta be feeling me Thats what God keeps on telling me Look at all i got and what I came from Thank the lord for it I aint grow up to make no music i was born for it I was destined for greatness i used to battle in the basement my word play is amazing I mastered all of the basics so Imma go for it Running to this money they like go forest Im tryna ride till somebody gotta sulfur us The realist words I ever heard was less is more of us Break through the window no one opened up the door for us Small city of racine you no the Holy Caron Been making plays since like 11 in these streets I'm LeBron Im tryna get a house up on that lake and give that thang to my mom Stash a million in the cut and break that down with my sons Stash a million for Eliana shes a million and 1 This aint hopes and dreams I had to speak it into existence A moment of silence for Karl Just so you know I'll never forget ya Your still my nigga God keeps on telling me More then words he gave me everything I need to be a better me God keeps on blessing me Im eating good and I can feed my fam too cause he trust me with that recipe These niggas always testing me I lose my cool like a fool for little things that really shouldn't be stressing me Thats some real shit Some simple shit I gotta deal with Somebody gotta be feeling me Thats what God keeps on telling me Murda she wrote Murder she Murda she wrote Screaming murda --- God's Talking - 92baby