Fly God does like ugly, ****

Fly God

My bitch ugly, ****, my bitch ugly, ****

Sneakers 8000 and they ugly, ****, they ugly, ****

See, we ain't the fuckin' same, ain't the fuckin' same, uh-uh

Bum-ass ****, I wish I fuckin' would wanna be another **** but me

You **** don't even fuckin' take care of your kids, ****

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, ah

Fashion week comin' up

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, ah

Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo

Fucked at least three models

Uh, yeah, live from the depths of hell with angel wings that have yet to flail

And fans argue 'bout record sales like they record execs themselves

It's like we all under a spell, and still I hope this message reaches you well

God does like ugly and I can tell, living check to check, ****, check the mail, another bill

Pimp, my brother ain't even get no bail

On his third strike and if he serve life, them crackers probably like, "Serves you right"

Shit too real, it just gave me chills

The devil's outside, angels is in the infield instigating and rioting and aiming it at yo' windshield

It ain't right, ****, what you gon' fight or is you gon' sit still?

I'm saying, like, we share the same plight, that's why we in here

They tipped the scale, if there's a way, then there's a will

Using words, doing work, moving weight, it's like Adele

Far cry from bugs and cereal boxes on the shelves

Now I order escargot on a plate, it's a fuckin' snail?

Ya Emma Stone behind the microphone, 'cause pass is pale

It's been a long time coming, I swear, but let's be clear

**** know I been killing this shit for years

Just took a fuckin' ceiling challenge to show I'm above my peers, be serious

If you know it's tears in my eyes, I know

That tomorrow will bring sunny skies

And I will look back and smile

'Cause this is the moment in time

It's just a moment in time

And trouble could stay for a while

It's just a moment in—

Although I can see it, I know it, believe it

The name, that's JJ fish on Kandlar

I'ma at least pop ten bottles, at least

Whoo, this that '03 mix

Get my dick sucked by the Eiffel, ****

Three months at the Ritz

Uh, yeah, look into the light from a dark place

Had plans, told God, He laughed in my face

I'm a idiot thinking that we was safe

Now they outside waiting with sawed-offs off safety

I saw it all, I'm the one catch fades like Ja'Marr Chase

Paul Walker plane ticket, it's a car race, ****, you ain't ready to crash (Ha-ha-ha-ha)

Ludacris laugh, I'm sticking to it, can't nobody stop me

I'm top five, pop the Glock two times, might be top three

And I don't know the Fibonacci sequence, put the numbers together, something gotta make sense

Put some dents in this bitch, make a footprint

This ain't the blueprint, ****, this the blackprint

I'll let a K pop, no BLACKPINK, hood ****, good sense, no bullshittin'

Atlanta **** living like the president

All my **** present in inauguration, no Nixon, no Reagan

New stick, just a beast, no nation under God

Indivisible with liberty and justice for the squad

Red dogs walkin' 'round the park in them apartments

Tell us to park, they can't even tell us apart

Description, that **** wasn't dark, it was dark, fuck, I found the spark

Picked up the pen just to write some remarks, the wrongs, ugly songs from the heart

Whole bunch of bars, no holds barred

Don't hold back, ****, show those scars

Bro go loco, whoa, that's harsh, Christo, Childish, true Mozart

I know mo' money than problems can start

Most that I've had, so I'm not so smart

Thinking back to being lil' bad ass kid

JID and friends playing Mario Kart

Looking at my big brother baggin' that mid

Movin' 'round the city like Lewis and Clark

Hop out the car, turn to Carl Lewis

If you caught that boy, you understand why I do this

You don't know me if you ain't knew me when I was lil' Route

Lil' piece of rotten fruit can't ruin in my mucus

And now that Slime free, he can see that it's still stupid

Everybody fried, **** outside ruthless

Tryna stand out in a crowd amongst fools, and it's cool

But it's not about you right now, we ain't the fuckin' same at all

Ugly shit, ****

We ain't the fuckin' same

Bum-ass ****

Grrrr

Smack you on Sunday morning, ****

On yo' way to church, ****

Make sure you get there on time