Lyrics God Talk (feat. RDA) - Teresa Baleri

God, let me ask you now a question
Why you only show up in the vain like it′s depressants
The fact that people praise you, only rises up the mentions
How you're only getting older, make no difference, like the pensions
That′s because you flipping change
When looking at humanity we still don't seem arranged
Cultures and religions, but to me it's still so strange
That we feel no equality, enough to stop in range
Of a gunshot, let the bums rot, but you don′t give a fuck, I say that on god
You see the deaths get bigger as the teens commence the picture
Now they wanna Pop Smoke, to be the top dog
Let him rest in peace in Heaven, if that place even exists
But if it truly does, then the problem just persists
Cause humans have to wait for better shit when they all die
So what the fuck the point of living is, this shit a lie, cause...

You given us anything we asked for?
Are we as miserable as creatures left alone?
My faith is sometimes gone
And I′m gone
When the devil knocks my door

The worst thing, what the lord thinks, makes believers
Endorsing, and coursing, as their figures
Their purse shrinks, cause god brings, them a leader
The off springs, who won't cling, are then sinners
Why the fuck you got a price, belief was never fair/fare
Only way you helping is for people in despair
Feeble minded humans, who believe that they′re not done
As they try to catch up to you, you just turn away and run
I don't get it, nah, I don′t really understand
How you gon' forget it when you see another hand
Praising your existence but you′re just another myth
Amen, makes you happy cause their palms are tucked in stiff
Fucking dip, disappear, every day, every year
Every moment, every tear, every person who's sincere
Turn away and never come as you take your long walk
The day when I will see you I will have another god talk

You given us anything we asked for?
Are we as miserable as creatures left alone?
My faith is sometimes gone
And I'm gone
When the devil knocks my door
And I′m gone...

You given us anything we asked for?
Are we as miserable as creatures left alone?
My faith is sometimes gone
And I′m gone
When the devil knocks my door
And I'm gone...