Hurry up with my damn massage Hurry up with my damn ménage Get the Porsche out the damn garage I am a god Even though I´m a man of god My whole life in the hands of god So y´all better quit playing with god
Soon as they like you make ´em unlike you Cause kissing people ass is so unlike you The only rapper who compared to Michael So here´s a few hating ass niggas who´ll fight you And here´s a few snake ass niggas to bite you I don´t wanna hear what some niggas might do Old niggas mentally still in high school Since the tight jeans they never liked you Pink ass polos with a fucking backpack
Everybody know you brought real rap back Nobody else swag nigga we the rat pack Virgil Pyrex, Don C snapback Ibn diamond, Chi-town shining Monop´ in this bitch, get a change of climate Hop in this bitch and get the same thing I´m in Until the day I get struck by lightning
I am a god So hurry up with my damn massage In a French ass restaurant Hurry up with my damn croissants I am a god I am a god I am a god
I just talked to Jesus He said ´what up Yeezus?´ I said "Shit I´m chilling Trying to stack these millions" I know he the most high But I am a close high Mi casa es su casa That´s that cosa nostra I am a god I am a god I am a god