God Did

I'm a self-made man, do what I want, not what I can (Mhm)

Bottle in my hand cost a grand and this ain't no wodka 'n cran' (Mhm)

I drink, I smoke, pop pills, you know what I'm sayin'

And I always had a plan but it's one y'all didn't understand

God did

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

New whip? Got it

Ballin', touchdown

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

Ain't never had shit, now we got it

Don't care if none of y'all believed 'cause God did

I already envisioned it, I saw this

I predicted and called it, Nostradamus

Every day a new deposit

Couldn't pause it if I wanted

It keep comin' in regardless

You approach us? Be cautious

Fuckin' animal, walrus

Fuckin' rhinoceros

Fuckin' crabs in a bucket tryna climb on us

Crawfish, make me drink 'till I'm nauseous

I got skeletons in my closet

What's wrong with me? Check the diagnostics!

Six figs a month, that's quite modest

Just warmin' up like it's not quite august

Go ahead, step inside my office

I look in the mirror, that's who my boss is

Y'all keep celebratin' my losses

I'll just do it myself, I got this

I'm a self-made man, do what I want, not what I can (Mhm)

Bottle in my hand cost a grand and this ain't no wodka 'n cran' (Mhm)

I drink, I smoke, pop pills, you know what I'm sayin'

And I always had a plan but it's one y'all didn't understand

God did

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

New whip? Got it

Ballin', touchdown

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

Ain't never had shit, now we got it

Don't care if none of y'all believed 'cause God did

Ya ya ya

Big baller

But I wish I was a little bit taller

You can't do it like me

King Kong, big monster

When I spit, I'm a fire breathing dragon

When I whip now I'm driving G Wagon (Skrt)

Told my boss I need to get rich

So I can't rely on these wages

They wonder why is he braggin', D and G fragrance

Bitches on my dick now, I'm finally famous

And they ridin' me daily

Wishin' I could be with 'em, I don't need babies

Every day negotiating with a different agent

Like who? Asian real estate agents

Want a long hall so I can fill it with paintings

Of who? - a hundred pictures of my faces, Ya!

I'm a self-made man, do what I want, not what I can (M-hm)

Bottle in my hand cost a grand and this ain't no wodka 'n cran' (M-mh)

I drink, I smoke, pop pills, you know what I'm sayin'

And I always had a plan but it's one y'all didn't understand

God did

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

New whip? Got it

Ballin', touchdown

New racks? Got it

Bussdown! Got it

Ain't never had shit, now we got it

Don't care if none of y'all believed 'cause God did

I got skeletons in my closet

What's wrong with me? Check the diagnostics!

Six figs a month, that's quite modest

Just warmin' up like it's not quite august

Go ahead, step inside my office

I look in the mirror, that's who my boss is

Y'all keep celebratin' my losses

I'll just do it myself, I got this