Holy Ghost

VERSE 1 I see the lights I get lost I need the life But it costs I know what's right But I still floss And if you don't like it You can kick rocks I know I only kneel when I'm solo Or when I'm poppin' pills feeling loco Or standing in some heels on the ho stroll Or tryna steal some bills with a four-four We left the garden Now we have all forgotten How to see the God In the solution and the problem We want the credit and the praise when it's beneficial But we want to yell his name when there is an issue My head ain't bigger than these niggas Yeah I might sin a little but I ain't like Jigga And the rest of them Thinking that they idols God should be arresting them For talking all that libel hiyo CHORUS You are not the Father You are not the Holy Ghost You are not my Allah So I'mma make a toast Now give it up for the most high Because of him I'm the most fly x2 VERSE Chickens want to shake it like a pompom Tryna get a date til they gotta sing they swan song If a nigga pay they let him taste it like a bonbon Til it blow up in their face like a bob-omb POW I got Allah in my chest And an angel overhead Got a goblin to my left And he tryna pay my rent I wanna yell stop like it's hammer time Tryna fight the devil off like a samurai No I can't take nothing to the final gate So I gotta live for something if I die today Last week hit my homey on the telephone Sadly he just od'd on some methadone Yeah I did things I ain't really proud of Hey I said things I ain't like the sound of So I wound up lost like Gilligan (Yup) 'Til I found out the cost of a million CHORUS VERSE 3 (Roderick Vonn) Cheers -- glasses to the ceiling Tryna fight these demons I may act a little heathen Tryna fight this flesh every time I get the feeling I'm just tryna live the life and leave the jobs up to Steven Forgive these passionate affairs I pray my pain be champagne Too many asses in the air I know it's temporary This ain't even lasting over here In these hairy situations God is passing me the nair Hey -- where did I go wrong? I'm just tryna make it big with just a handful of songs Limelight shining like it's bright in the bulb The industry evaluate the price of my soul Woah -- is it getting too real for you? I see through this fake life and I feel for you You want real -- read a book, read a book nigga Now it' time for the hook nigga CHORUS