Lyrics Gawd - Marcus Ryan

This that, this that once in a lifetime shit

No need to tell me I'm righteous
You never met a person like this, oh my God

Know I'm up to something, never run, but keep it running, name one new thing that you did for me
My God
All these blessings coming, flower child is finally budding, shit, I probably need a money tree
My God
Oh, they in love with the preach, my God
I'm about to bring 'em to their knees, my God, my God
My God, my God, my

Instead of looking for a halo (My God, my God)
She just want a Louie bag and my Netflix for her cable (My God, my God)
IPhone X plus, watch it capture every angle (My God, my God)
My God, my God, but she's no angel
No angel

No need to tell me I'm righteous
You never met a person like this, oh my God
Thunder vs lightning
Tell me what the hype is, oh my God
Oh my God
Let's make moments while wasting away
Let's come last in the race against time
My God, my God, my God

No need to tell me I'm righteous
You never met a person like this, oh my God
Bring you higher when you light this
You never felt a feeling like this, oh my God
Ain't a word to describe this
But you want to be just like this, oh my God
I'm one of your vices, oh my God
I'm a Taurus, you're a Pisces, oh my God
Oh my God

I believe in something, maybe you can take me high
I can't be your savior I can't even save the night
Oh, they in love with the preach, my God
I'm about to bring you to your knees, my God, my God
My God, my God

Instead of looking for a halo (My God, my God)
She just want a Louie bag and my Netflix for her cable (My God, my God)
IPhone X plus, watch it capture every angle (My God, my God)
My God, my God, but she's no angel
No angel

No need to tell me I'm righteous
You never met a person like this, oh my God
Thunder vs lightning
Tell me what the hype is, oh my God
Oh my God
Let's make moments while wasting away
Let's come last in the race against time (It smells like incense in here, got my tapestries all over the wall)
My God, my God, my God

I'm tired of giving energy to ones who don't deserve it
Even perfection sees herself, as nobody's perfect
Signed a contract with some people who only share the surface
Then take the profit, turn around and claim you made them nothing
I guess you right, I guess you right, this industry is shady
Guess that's the only point of view we agree on lately
Wish you the best, but I say it with so much resentment
Guess that's the curse of being gifted with a gentle spirit
Guess those shots that you throwing has a low percentage
Don't let this cadence fucking fool you, this is all for vengeance
I just do it in a light that can preserve the image
And I could ramble on for days, but y'all ain't worth the minute
My God, my God, my God