Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gods Looking for Me, artist - King Lil G. Album song Lost in Smoke, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Double 9
Song language: English
Gods Looking for Me |
I’m a victim of this evil world |
My close homie started fucken with my old girl |
And I’ve been dealing with drama, I never thought i’d see |
I’m tryna make it to heaven |
But I know gods not inviting me |
I’m tryna be optimistic and learn |
Wise words every time I speak |
It’s hard to trust, even the words coming from |
A priest |
Suicidal thoughts lost, now I’m on a mission. |
Voices in my head |
Asking god «what's the right religion |
Am I fucken with the wrong, or the |
Right bitches?» |
The principal of life: Homie you could die |
Snitchin' |
Indicted all my homies for the white business |
I’m talking coke |
Now they looking at a life sentence |
I’m in the dark in my cold room, stuck |
With the fact |
That you won’t be coming home soon |
That you won’t be coming |
Home soon |
Commissary three smokes, and a colt too |
I heard that god keeps looking for me |
I hope you find me lord |
I heard that god keeps looking for me |
I hope you find me lord |
I close my eyes and put my headphones on |
Knowing that the worlds gonna to judge me |
Everybody sins all day |
But it’s funny how the world wants to judge me |
I seen the best fade away |
Lay sprayed from the kay |
Some say «Hate burns» |
Fuck funerals today. |
I’m a bastard with mistakes |
Hustlin' for stakes |
Baby momma hates my guts |
But my son knows I’m great |
Heaven here me |
See I don’t see things clearly |
I wanna put in work, thinkin the enemies will fear me |
Jealous lies |
Kilogram pies, ballin' out |
Asking for forgiveness, but the lord knows I’m fallin' out |
You hear me calling out |
Angel city knows about |
Villaraigosa’s plans, just to take me and the homies out |
It’s got me knocking on heavens door |
And I ain’t trusting no one homie, we ain’t ever met before |
This ain’t simple |
The fame aims change souls |
Slow your roll |
Love ain’t on a strippers pole. |
They call lust the devils candy, on a lonely night |
My life changed once I took the name Kryptonite. |