God’s House

Nastylgia

Do it on my own, I can't rely on no bringing
See my phone ringing but I can't talk
I'm on a mission, gotta give 'em what they ask for
Lord forgive me, know I'm sinning but my heart's pure
See I made a few decisions that I can't take back
That's the risk when you're living in the fast lane akh
Fall down and drop dead if these bars ain't facts
I got intent to supply, this is Class A rap
Hit another level, man I deeped it
I'm on some G shit
Come through flyer than a leaflet
Come through flyer than a cockpit
Watch this, niggas move wotless
Add them to the block list
I'm with my darg, I told him "G listen"
I'm tryna be a millionaire like the Kelis riddim
Tell me keep spitting
Bro you know I got the heat written
And I ain't trying, it just keeps hitting

Lost a couple friends, I never lost out
I was a lost child
Couldn't give a fuck now
The devil's knocking but he's locked out
This is God's house
Get the bottles and the cups out
See I'm coming for my cut now
It's a lot now
For all the times I got the buss down
It's that got it from the mud sound
I'm like a bloodhound
It's that got it from above sound

If I go tomorrow then I know it's been a movie
Mummy's in her feelings 'cause I never finished uni
Look mum, I don't need degrees to feel hot so cool off me
I just need the P's to build properly
I got a plan, let's make moves and repeat
So I'm tryna chase the bag like it blew down the street
But ay, I'm probably gonna lose out and sleep
Buffet, I'm taking all the food I can eat
Grew up in the bits, I seen all kind of things
Things I can't forget, this ain't no Alzheimer's ting
Look man I try and let it go but it's ingrained
Listen, I'm just tryna let you know that it's a game
You know the saying, if you're playing you're a fool
I guess we're all fools, bad days were awful
Squeeze more zoots out the pack, I'm resourceful
I'm on the wave like I swam with a snorkel

Lost a couple friends, I never lost out
I was a lost child
Couldn't give a fuck now
The devil's knocking but he's locked out
This is God's house
Get the bottles and the cups out
See I'm coming for my cut now
It's a lot now
For all the times I got the buss down
It's that got it from the mud sound
I'm like a bloodhound
It's that got it from above sound