Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song God's Hand, artist - Lil Poppa. Album song Almost Normal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope, Rule #1
Song language: English
God's Hand |
I think I done seen it all, and I’m only nineteen |
Do it for Prosper, he ain’t get to live his dream |
I swear this shit ain’t what it seem |
Went and bought a crib for the team |
I won’t do the pills or the lean |
But I’m a fiend for the weed |
I like to get high |
Two J’s to start the day, that’s just to get by |
Took a ten out the bank, that’s just to get fly |
Seekin' revenge 'cause it ain’t nice |
When a kid cry, every day another kid die |
What’s understood ain’t for everybody to understand |
But I’ma leave it in God’s hand 'cause all of this God’s plan |
And I hear what God sayin' |
In the jungle like Tarzan |
Watch that dope, come back hard tan |
In my mama apartment |
These streets made a man of me, a grown man |
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man |
But I’m a strong man |
Had to cut off my whole hand, I like it give |
Even though they wouldn’t do the same for me |
Let’s keep it real |
Who could I call on for them video shoots? |
I needed fits, them niggas had it |
They ain’t wanna give me shit |
Them same niggas on they dick |
But they don’t think we know |
All on that Instagram shit but they don’t let it show |
What’s understood ain’t for everybody to understand |
But I’ma leave it in God’s hand 'cause all of this God’s plan |
And I hear what God sayin' |
In the jungle like Tarzan |
Watch that dope, come back hard tan |
In my mama apartment |
I always kept it real, I never changed how I felt |
All them niggas showed their hand |
That shit’ll leave you by yourself |
I smoke and think all by myself |
I sit and think about my health |
'Cause I ain’t feelin' like myself |
Like, do I really like myself? |
Like I don’t really feel my hair |
My lips too big, that’s why they stare |
I’m insecure, I know I am |
But it’s just me, no it’s not them |
I know I’m me but I’m not him |
I try to see but I don’t see 'em |
I try to hear but I don’t hear 'em |
I’d kill 'em all before I fear 'em |
What’s understood ain’t for everybody to understand |
But I’ma leave it in God’s hand 'cause all of this God’s plan |
And I hear what God sayin' |
In the jungle like Tarzan |
Watch that dope, come back hard tan |
In my mama apartment |
These streets made a man of me, a grown man |
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man |
But I’m a strong man |
These streets made a man of me, a grown man |
Beefin' with grown men, that shit made me my own man |
But I’m a strong man |