What If

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What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Making calls to the plug
 Trynna ball, going hard I'm not balling enough
 I got scars on my heart come from falling in love
 On my knees every night placing calls up above
 Seems like God won't pick up
 If Heaven won't show me a way
 Guide me when I grip the weight
 'Cause in the city we livin' in it's kill or you getting killed
 I was taught to keep it real, misguided in the field (boom boom pop bang bang)
 Forgive me I done gripped the steel
 She the devil she was bad long weave thick ol' ass
 Round enough make pretty faces when I'm hittin' her from the back
 And I got caught and I ain't rat, some cuckoo guys she ain't hit back
 I done been to hell and back, 'cause I done been to jail and back
 What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Making calls to the plug
 I fell off then got up
 I'm standing tall no matter what
 Real nigga never budge
 Thinking y'all shall not judge when I stood in front the judge
 Media they telling lies about me that don't matter much
 Hey now, turn it up
 I just got back from the future don't know what I'm thinking of
 Hey now, turn it up
 Leave you leaking just for reaching ain't no drinking out my cup
 Shawty yellow, awe yea, slim she Barbie Doll bad
 She got pregnant from my partna so I had to fall back
 She was wit' another rapper, hold up I can't talk that
 Text her when she call back
 If I ain't a dick slanger tell me what you call that
 What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Out the mud
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Out the mud
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 
 What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Making calls to the plug
 Trynna ball, going hard I'm not balling enough
 I got scars on my heart come from falling in love
 On my knees every night placing calls up above
 Seems like God won't pick up
 If Heaven won't show me a way
 Guide me when I grip the weight
 'Cause in the city we livin' in it's kill or you getting killed
 I was taught to keep it real, misguided in the field (boom boom pop bang bang)
 Forgive me I done gripped the steel
 She the devil she was bad long weave thick ol' ass
 Round enough make pretty faces when I'm hittin' her from the back
 And I got caught and I ain't rat, some cuckoo guys she ain't hit back
 I done been to hell and back, 'cause I done been to jail and back
 What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Making calls to the plug
 I fell off then got up
 I'm standing tall no matter what
 Real nigga never budge
 Thinking y'all shall not judge when I stood in front the judge
 Media they telling lies about me that don't matter much
 Hey now, turn it up
 I just got back from the future don't know what I'm thinking of
 Hey now, turn it up
 Leave you leaking just for reaching ain't no drinking out my cup
 Shawty yellow, awe yea, slim she Barbie Doll bad
 She got pregnant from my partna so I had to fall back
 She was wit' another rapper, hold up I can't talk that
 Text her when she call back
 If I ain't a dick slanger tell me what you call that
 What if God was one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Looking for love in the club like one of us
 Tryna make it out the slums like one of us
 What if God is one of us
 Just a thug like one of us
 Getting in out the mud like one of us
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Out the mud
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 Out the mud
 Making calls to the plug like one of us
 

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Duration
03:14
Tempo
133 BPM

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