I Am A God

Blazin, mi don't want dem
 Mi need dem
 Blazin
 
 Suh mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt
 And now she find out what life is really worth
 No to X rated
 Yo mi tek har outta bugah red and put her in a tall skirt
 And now she find out what life is really worth
 No to X rated
 I am a god
 
 I am a god
 I am a god
 I am a god
 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 playin' with God
 Soon as they like you make 'em unlike you
 Cause kissin' people ass is so unlike you
 The only rapper compared to Michael
 So here's a few hatin'-ass niggas who'll fight you
 And here's a few snake-ass niggas to bite you
 And I don't even wanna hear 'bout what niggas might do
 Old niggas mentally still in high school
 Since the tight jeans they never liked you
 Pink-ass polos with a fuckin' backpack
 But everybody know you brought real rap back
 Nobody had swag, man, we the Rat Pack
 Virgil, Pyrex, Don C snapback
 Ibn diamond, Chi-town shinin'
 Monop' in this bitch again, changed the 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
 AAAHHH
 AAAHHH
 AAAHHH
 I just talked to Jesus
 He said, "What up, Yeezus?"
 I said, "Shit I'm chillin'
 Tryna stack these millions"
 I know he the most high
 But I am a close high
 Mi casa, su casa
 That's our cosa nostra
 I am a god
 I am a god
 I am a god
 AAAHHH
 
 AAAHHH
 AAAHHH
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 AAAHHH
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 Ain't no way I'm givin' up. I'm a god