I Can Tell

Do you believe in God?

Do you think that it's real?

If heaven is a place

Then what if this is hell?

(I can tell)

You pussy, I can tell

You pussy, I can tell

You living like you dead 'cause you're tryna find yourself but the truth ain't up for sale

(I can tell)

Swear you flockin', yea you tweakin', yea you get game ran every weekend

But it's all good though, you do you, if you say my name though bitch we beefin'

Never been blessed I'm just a genius, but I got long hair just like Jesus

Only got 2 friends but they loyal, if I ever said some shit I mean it (hell yea)

Everybody tryna keep up, with the Visas, smoked 100 pounds of Bobby Brown 'fore I had Keisha

And the Mickeys do me just fine, two dollars, two dimes

Smoke weed it's no crime, the police just be lyin'

Tryna get my bread right and my head right, if I die then then I'm dead right

Bad bitch talking shit to me, it don't get to me and she hate that

'Cause I'm jaded with it and she ain't who did it but I fuck her like I'm gettin' payback

Yeah you hate that, but the pain back

Smoke a cigarette and run the game back

Now you in your feelings and you know I love you but I was only trying to escape that

Take me back to my old ways, where my death never crossed my mind

I don't wanna be wrong, but I sure don't wanna be right

Do you believe in God?

Do you think that it's real?

If heaven is a place

Then what if this is hell?

(I can tell)

You pussy, I can tell

You pussy, I can tell

You living like you dead 'cause you're tryna find yourself but the truth ain't up for sale

(I can tell)

Black on black like Johnny Cash, I just smoked a body bag

Can't let no one waste my time, I see you front, I'm on your ass

And that's how you wanna be, say you God you wanna be

Too much truth will drive you crazy, bitch look what you've done to me

Mind tell me I make sense, got it all out that basement

Everybody talking 'bout Facebook, I was out hittin' that pavement

And I already know that I stress too hard, 'bout death too hard, 'bout debt too hard

And I rep too hard, yea I step too hard, ain't too many like me left no more

Still grind like the check come soon, I could care less what the rest gon' do

Bob Fisher better check my moves, take a loss, bounce back, then I flex on you

Life hard but I take that L, 'cause I don't really wanna place bets on you

Fooled them but you can't fool me, when nothing ever really made sense 'bout you

Do you believe in God?

Do you think that it's real?

If heaven is a place

Then what if this is hell?

(I can tell)

You pussy, I can tell

You pussy, I can tell

You living like you dead 'cause you're tryna find yourself but the truth ain't up for sale

(I can tell)