Lyrics God Forgives - Cam Meekins

God Forgives

Everybody wanna be a rap star
Everybody wanna run around with the chains and the bad bitches coming all the
way to your place
Everybody wanna be a rap star
Everybody wanna run around with the chains and the bad bitches coming all the
way to your place you can do a backflip at the end of the day
I was doing pack flips but I had to get away
No Southwest bitch I wanna private plane
Pride for my tribe what defines my name
Ride till I die but my mind had changed
I wanna big crib, bitch stop it
They don’t wanna see you hustle
They don’t wanna see you profit
Looking through my gram there’s a lot of options
Fuck pro tools, I got bars and logic
Porsche Panamera got 5 car garages
Own my own music, I’m buying watches
I don’t give a fuck if you call me cocky
Come through, give me top, then she back to popping
Shit
God forgives
God forgives
God forgives
I’m just tryna live
Man I swear that these girls got devil in 'em
She was doing cocaine, I ain’t even tryna meddle with em
They gon' say shit when you wanna come up
Just staying in the stud' till the fucking sun up
Almost knocked out… manager…cause he started fucking with my ex
But I feel that success is the best revenge so I’ll never throw hands for a
bitch again
Take pineapple mix it with the 42
Tell a chick take a hike Blue42
If I hit that kid I got more to lose
Getting drunk in the hills where the whores get loose
Rolling joints the size of King Kong
Getting paid just to rap to sing songs
I’m an icon drunk to kids gone
Ima drink this shit till it’s gone
I ain’t never had a backup
And I took a few L’s on my fall but I always got back up
I still keep the pack up
Gotta model this roll in my weed, yeah I still keep the stack up
Fuck, I don’t wanna go to hell
And I damn sure never wanna go to jail
Some days feel like ima probably fail
But when I look up in the mirror, shit I must prevail yeah
God forgives
God forgives
God forgives
I’m just tryna live