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34 (TALKINGTOGOD)
by MOS3S
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Talking to God
This is my onlyiest wish
Run up the digits for me
Promise I'll give you a fifth
I'll give my family fifth
Guess that I should keep a bit
So I'ma give me a fifth
Then I'ma donate the rest
I need a day for a fifth
You know I come from the 6
I know you made me a God
They cannot curse what I bless
That seventh day I'ma rest, huh
That seventh day I'ma flex, huh
That seventh day yeah I'm next, huh
That seventh day I'ma bless
My grandaddy was a pastor
R.I.P. to Harold Jackman
R.I.P. to Iris Jackman
Grandma passed little bit after
Round the time I was with Sasha
Whipped to her crib for the mashup
I was 13, a bad apple
Probly why I keep a Samsung
Memory lane like I'm God Son
Parking lot jams were the hot ones
Fuck with the fam, it's a problem
Scrapped in that building, no capping
Summertime, shit was a movie
Back then they knew me as J33zy
Wasn't two e's, it was 23's
Now I'm just, now I'm just
Young boy with the muji, muji
Going off like 2-3, 2-3
Mirror saying you the GOAT now
GOAT now
Talking back like who me, who me
Young boy with the muji, muji
Going off like 2-3, 2-3
Mirror saying you the GOAT now
GOAT now
Talking back like who me, who me
Talking to God
This is my onlyiest wish
Run up the digits for me
Promise I'll give you a fifth
I'll give my family fifth
Guess that I should keep a bit
So I'ma give me a fifth
Then I'ma donate the rest
I need a day for a fifth
You know I come from the 6
I know you made me a God
They cannot curse what I bless
That seventh day I'ma rest, huh
That seventh day I'ma flex, huh
That seventh day yeah I'm next, huh
That seventh day I'ma bless
Talking to God
Talking to God
Talking to God
This is my onlyiest wish
Run up the digits for me
Promise I'll give you a fifth
I'll give my family fifth
Guess that I should keep a bit
So I'ma give me a fifth
Then I'ma donate the rest
I need a day for a fifth
You know I come from the 6
I know you made me a God
They cannot curse what I bless
That seventh day I'ma rest, huh
That seventh day I'ma flex, huh
That seventh day yeah I'm next, huh
That seventh day I'ma bless
My grandaddy was a pastor
R.I.P. to Harold Jackman
R.I.P. to Iris Jackman
Grandma passed little bit after
Round the time I was with Sasha
Whipped to her crib for the mashup
I was 13, a bad apple
Probly why I keep a Samsung
Memory lane like I'm God Son
Parking lot jams were the hot ones
Fuck with the fam, it's a problem
Scrapped in that building, no capping
Summertime, shit was a movie
Back then they knew me as J33zy
Wasn't two e's, it was 23's
Now I'm just, now I'm just
Young boy with the muji, muji
Going off like 2-3, 2-3
Mirror saying you the GOAT now
GOAT now
Talking back like who me, who me
Young boy with the muji, muji
Going off like 2-3, 2-3
Mirror saying you the GOAT now
GOAT now
Talking back like who me, who me
Talking to God
This is my onlyiest wish
Run up the digits for me
Promise I'll give you a fifth
I'll give my family fifth
Guess that I should keep a bit
So I'ma give me a fifth
Then I'ma donate the rest
I need a day for a fifth
You know I come from the 6
I know you made me a God
They cannot curse what I bless
That seventh day I'ma rest, huh
That seventh day I'ma flex, huh
That seventh day yeah I'm next, huh
That seventh day I'ma bless
Talking to God
Talking to God
