G.O.D Video (MV)

I'm writing memos to God
He say that "We the best"
Just like Khaled and Ashad
They can't make it in then we just let em aside

You ain't on the team you just a letterman fraud
Freudian slip

Drew just grabbed the 40 and dipped
Ask me if I need a sip
The way they stretching out their backs like some accordion kids

According to me
Just gotta do what I please
She say she coolin by the pool
I feel a hundred degrees

Somebody get your mans
He been throwing his hands
I think he wanna fight but I'm just tryin to dance

Boy I'm blessed to be the best request your cash in advance
Boy you say that you "The Rapper" you don't even stand a Chance

Throw your hands up
Like somebody called the cops
She say that "this my song"
And she gon see it when it drops

Preachin' from that mountaintop
He's calling shots
If you like us on the bottom
We gon take it from the top

Don't ch-ch-ch-change the song
Turn the beat back on
I've been tryna live it up like we won't be here long
Know her hair caught in my mouth it's like her weave too long
Tryna turn the 435 into that 321
That's G.O.D

The steeple is my hideaway
I been preachin' with my people
At all times we got the right of way
And I ain't make it yet we can't fine dine today
Machete chopping through the jungle we can find a way

What I'm tryna say
My eye is single to God
You know I chase away them demons way I sprinkle the salt
And I can read your facade
Know imma lead the assault
Until the bags under my eyes are worth their weight up in gold
Yeah

Somebody get your mans
He been throwing his hands
I think he wanna fight but I'm just tryin to dance

Boy I'm blessed to be the best request your cash in advance
Boy you say that you "The Rapper" you ain't even stand a Chance

Throw your hands up
Like somebody called the cops
She say that "this my song"
And she gon see it when it drops

Preachin' from that mountaintop
He's calling shots
If you like us on the bottom
We gon take it from the top

Don't ch-ch-ch-change the song
Turn the beat back on
Been tryna live it up like we won't be here long
Know her hair caught in my mouth it's like her weave too long
Tryna turn the 435 into that 321
That's G.O.D

Yeah that's G.O.D
Just I and He
Yeah like what you mean
Ain't no "I" in Team, that's alright with me

Like who you hold in high esteem?
No one as high as me
Purple heart and badge of honor
Feel like I'm The Mighty B

Oh they taking aim
But like my ex, they missing me
You can call me James,
Cuz my baby got the giant peach

Hands up
Like somebody called the cops
She say that "this my song"
And she gon see it when it drops

Preachin' from that mountaintop
He's calling shots
If you like us on the bottom
We gon take it from the top

Don't ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-change the song
Turn the beat back on
Been tryna live it up like we won't be here long
Know her hair caught in my mouth it's like her weave too long
Tryna turn the 435 into that 321
That's G.O.D