Thelonious Martin - SonGod lyrics

[Verse 1: BLAkkkMALE] You could be there today And then be gone tomorrow And everybody'd be so appalled but I know a God Stand up, while I'm trying to stand out With these n***as looking at me tryna to clap But it's no applause For the bag, they'll leave a n***a quick Count the cheese, they'll be grievin', he'll be missed When a n***a only out here, tryna spread light Tryna get your head right when there's evil in the midst I done seen a lot of sh** this year, I'll spare the details So, fasten your seatbelts Ignore the weed smells And watch them females that's climbing in ya truck They on the green instead of tryna find a diamond in the rough They might call ya bluff Most n***as act tough Same n***as end up...losing half of they stuff Keep one eye on the treasure, the other on your soul Because the world so cold, you might as well keep it closed n***a! [Chorus: BLAkkkMALE] I wish everyday was a Sunday (I'll deal with you like my son, stare at the sun...) You need to get your head right (And you'll be looking at my eyes homie) I wish everyday was a Sunday (I'll deal with you like my son, stare at the sun...) You need to get your head right (And you'll be looking at my eyes homie) I wish everyday was a Sunday (I'll deal with you like my son, stare at the sun...) You need to get your head right (And you'll be looking at my eyes homie) I wish everyday was a Sunday (I'll deal with you like my son, stare at the sun...) You need to get your head right (And you'll be looking at my eyes homie, yeah!) [Verse 2: BLAkkkMALE) You could never catch me slippin, on a cold day Even if the roadway was slippery My whole bae consider me a mystery Story don't align right Catch me in a lie She got 20/20 hind sight f** Five Mic's, give me the world Or give me the limelight Darkness casting shadows But I'll hit it with that divine light My time right Most n***as featherweight I'm Iron Mike, you never safe Need to get in better shape You gon' be outside the wall, lyin Trying to get inside of heaven's gates Been lyin your whole life So the truth, you could never say All I could ever say is everyone pray for me I'll do the same as I try to live faithfully Hope I'll be 23, drinkin' out a chalice When a house is not a home Because I'm thinking about a palace Getting high on the low Trying to keep it at a balance There's more eyes on you then the people in the crowd n***a! [Chorus] [Bridge: BLAkkkMALE] I'm past your control I've got a pa**ionate soul But I still want them cash stacks that's too fat to be folded n***a! What!