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Yeah, I've been calling out to God
Yeah, i've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If its smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em
I've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If it's smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em yeahhh
Sometimes I question God but I know that he gon' hear me
This syrup ease the pain cause I been stuck up in my feelings
Just like seasons niggas change, I can't fall cause summers nearing
Fuck I look like falling for a bitch, I been not had feelings
Yeah yeah
If I die today just make sure that my family straight
it's Felli World until i meet my final days
Ion say to much cause when i speak they don't hear what I'm saying
Reese the new Picasso grab a pen and pad and get to paintin'
Yeah, i've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If its smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em
I've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If it's smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em yeahhh
If it's smoke they want then I roll that
Real shooters, they gon' rollback
I don't call God I just call the bros
Then thank him after for all the poles
All the highs and all the lows
All the demons and all the foes
Vinny boy, like Vango
Still work work, out the bando
I don't trust none tell em bust sumn
Still smoke opps still clutch one
They ain't up shit ain't touch one
Do my own dirt, might've dug some
Still call god off the trap phone
Mortolla on me, still chirp chirp
Me and death we real tight
Getting real close might flirt flirt
Yeah, i've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If its smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em
I've been calling out to God but I don't think that he hear me
I been battling myself fighting these demons in my spirit
Deep inside these niggas hate me in my heart yeah I can feel it
If its smoke these niggas want you know its smoke that we gon' give em yeahhh