Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Only God Can Judge Me, artist - Nsg. Date of issue: 08.12.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Only God Can Judge Me |
| I stepped out with the cavemen |
| Act up, get your head caved in |
| Shotty leave your face rearranged, kid (On gang) |
| Gamble with my life like in Vegas |
| Made couple changes, nearly got lost in the mazes |
| I got so many haters and paigons |
| But it’s straight elevation (What?) |
| With a ten-ten on vacation (Uh) |
| I know it ain’t right (Uh) |
| Just spent fifty in Dubai (What?) |
| I’ll double that to free my guys (Free 'em) |
| Let me show you what I’m like |
| Money on my mind, non-stop grind (What?) |
| Limit gone clear past sky (Gone) |
| Big cribs, big whips, big jewels, and a big four-five (Uh) |
| Show you 'bout sick-made lif (Uh) |
| I woke up, first thing, I took a shot |
| 'Cause in this life, you gotta tak your shots |
| I took a loss, but I’m still smilin' |
| I made it, but I’m still strivin' |
| Came to beg, but we still fried him |
| After all the fuckery, she still want me |
| I’m a fuck boy, baby, please, forgive me |
| In this life, only God can judge me |
| In this life, I be different radar |
| All black like Undertaker |
| Fucked up the scene with no major |
| Prefer 'em brown, Tiana Major |
| Cah I see them typin', they postin', they tweet, me, I no dey mind 'em |
| Cah bro copped a toolie and he’s tellin' me he can’t wait to ride out |
| I smile a lot, still I no play, play |
| I danced with the devil, boogie, baby |
| I need receipts for these purchases |
| My accountant really accounting |
| Hella, hella sauce, mayonnaise (Mayonnaise) |
| I do plenty road, need no Waze (Need no Waze) |
| Took that Runtz to the face (To the face) |
| All your efforts get barricade |
| I woke up, first thing, I took a shot |
| 'Cause in this life, you gotta take your shots |
| I took a loss, but I’m still smilin' |
| I made it, but I’m still strivin' |
| Came to beg, but we still fried him |
| After all the fuckery, she still want me |
| I’m a fuck boy, baby, please, forgive me |
| In this life, only God can judge me |
| Them man broke, so they stay angry |
| Them man liars, they ain’t violent like Gandhi |
| Gave her woody, now she calls me Andy |
| In the streets I made racks off of Sandy |
| All this ice, never came off of plan B (Muh) |
| Go-getter, bein' broke’s what I can’t be |
| Made it, so I know they can’t stand me (Sit down) |
| Money make her take off her panties |
| Life’s so short, so I stand tall |
| Can’t see me fall, can’t see my downfall |
| Money dey, but I still want more |
| Show no mercy 'cause I was born poor |
| I no talk, no mean I can’t speak, oh |
| I no speak, no mean I can’t talk, oh |
| Hennessy wey dey for my cup, oh |
| Shoot me like bullet straight from a gun, oh |
| Somethin' must kill a man |
| Make mine a tequila, please, couple shots, make I feel am, eh |
| Light his head up, that’s a filament |
| RIP my pocket cah it’s full of dead presidents |
| And if said it, don’t quote me |
| Cah I change every day, that was the old me |
| Free my guys in the cell whippin' kow lee |
| You knew me, that don’t mean that you know me, yeah |
| I woke up, first thing, I took a shot |
| 'Cause in this life, you gotta take your shots |
| I took a loss, but I’m still smilin' |
| I made it, but I’m still strivin' |
| Came to beg, but we still fried him |
| After all the fuckery, she still want me |
| I’m a fuck boy, baby, please, forgive me |
| In this life, only God can judge me |