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God's Call

 

God's Call


I let them see the gaps in my armor
But fuck it, it make me go harder
I'd be reducing myself
Tryna fuck witchu

They love to drag the imbalance until I'm looking insane
But if you just kept it honest, wouldn't have got to that place
You leave shorties to assumptions, you too scared to speak
I demand something real, if it's not deep then it's sleep, and

No sleep shorty could fill this role
No sleep shorty could hear God's call so clear
I'm just doing me, yeah, what you think got me here?
And they egos so high, like sure, who am I?
I'll just stay to myself, let the shyne magnify
No dim shorty could fill this role

God knew what he was doing when he made me
God knew even if you don't
God knows what he was doing
God knows even if you don't

Damn, you couldn't cut a young shorty some slack?
Be honest bae, would you go take it all back?
Would you take it all back?
Damn, you couldn't cut a young shorty some slack?
I ain't wanna believe, damn it's like that?
Damn it's like that?

I'm a walking contradiction, I can't be boxed in
Dipping as soon as it feel like it getting toxic
I know they don't make 'em like me so let's get cocky, yeah
Let's get cocky
Breaking me to pieces, making me a beast
Looking at my past me, like okay shorty, peace out
(Okay shorty, peace out)
Breaking me to pieces, making me a beast
(Breaking me to pieces, making me a)

Yeah, no sleep shorty could fill this role
No sleep shorty could hear God's call so clear
I'm just doing me, what you think got me here?
And they egos so high, like sure, who am I?
I'll just stay to myself, let the shyne magnify
No dim shorty could fill this role

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