Playing God
Dust
Somebody asked me once what I would do if I was God
I don't know, but I sure as shit still have the blues
It sound like this
I'm here to put this shit down for the real heads
Don't give a fuck if your radios will feel this
I rep depression like a motherfucking drug set
Bitch just don't ever say my music sound like slug shit
I treat my life like a videogame
I'll never die, just revert to last stage
Till my heart is like an ashtray, crowning the stop
King of the have-nots, baby, you can check the crown of thorns
I was taking acid and getting ratchet
While you were in the coffee shop chilling with no lenses in your glasses
Rappers always acting like they running bro city
I'll kill you like Tupac, no Biggie
If you'll let me be God
I'll only make one law
No crops to crush the party tonight
And everybody here gonna get laid, come on
If you'll let me be God
I'll only make one law
Pinky gonna crush the party tonight
And all the cops gonna sell cocaine
Yo, my name is Dust, welcome to my psychosis
I got a little buzz one 'fore I wrote this
I lack responsibility and can't focus
Accidentally killed my girlfriend and now I got a goldfish
Bullshit, I built the planet, had it linked and locked
That's why it's hard to stop, always thinking that I'm God
Don't wanna think at all, don't wanna be involved
Woke up sober but I know that I can drink it off
That's all I got, me and my mistakes, cracking 40, sharing stories'
Man, fuck getting rich, I'm tryna get a girlfriend
I got a couple knots in my head
I just unravel till the day they try to toss me in a box
And I'm tired and that's the end, I'm starving all your Twitter feeds
And everybody shut up and listen to me
I got a feeling in me that the world will understand
Working down 15th, 'I'm writing out this verse with my tongue on her clitoris
What? You expected something different, kid?
I roll a blunt dipped in blood, tossed in cinnamon
Never loved anything, I'm rapping for my family
Teaching y'all the razorblade handshake
If you'll let me be God
I'll only make one law
No crops to crush the party tonight
And everybody here gonna get laid, come on
If you'll let me be God
I'll only make one law
Mac Dre gonna crush the party tonight
And all the neighbors gonna bring most kegs
I was born spinning in my grave
I was born spinning in my grave
I was born spinning in my grave
I got one black heart that makes me wanna say
Come on
I was born spinning in my grave
I was born spinning in my grave
I was born spinning in my grave
I got one black heart, I'm tryna kill the verse
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