Текст песни Gods Hands - Tr3zzo

Fresh off of work now im rolling up weed gotta keep going come up with a plan
Crazy ass thoughts was controlling me felt like that shit made me less of a man
It be them blue m&m's that i need without it im crazy i feel like a stan
Palms was steady itching but i leave it in gods hands

Hey niggas wanna lead but all they do is folow trends
I be doing my own thing thats why im barley having friends
But a few still fuck with me i know they riding til the end
Throwed like eli bitch name whitney love my cotton she on gin
I did this shit by my lonely pull up like the rock do you smell the pot
I am so sick of jabronies for the people when i drop and it gotta be hot
I take that band off my arm then i turn this shit up a whole notch then i go hit the block
Then once they hear it they tell a young nigga keep going one day you gone have it on lock
And i believe that goals already foresee that
Everything god wanting me to be ima be that
Struggles in the past but i aint lettin it hold me back
Puttin pain in every word like they jus ask where the perky's at
Treat the beat jus like some supper cause you know i gotta eat
From now on being strong promised myself that last week
And before you hit record can i light up the gas leaf
And im destined for greatness you can tell from my last grief

Fresh off of work now im rolling up weed gotta keep going come up with a plan
Crazy ass thoughts was controlling me felt like that shit made me less of a man
It be them blue m&m's that i need without it im crazy i feel like a stan
Palms was steady itching but i leave it in gods hands

Hey niggas wanna lead but all they do is folow trends
I be doing my own thing thats why im barley having friends
But a few still fuck with me i know they riding til the end
Throwed like eli bitch name whitney love my cotton she on gin