False Idols (with Lil Baby, Suzanna Son)

Be careful with who you call a God

I can't go without my pole and my rod

Sipped a cup and then I nod

Made a hundred million, must be good at my job

I done made it out the land of the brave

I can tell you shake my hands that it's fake

Free the guys, the ones who never made a statement

Slidin' with a Drac', I made it home safe

Baseball numbers on all of my contracts

Billionaires buddies, they all in my contacts

I get you hit on GP, they want nothin' back

Made 20 million last month, tryna run it back (run it back)

Watches over like a God

It goes down, I'm the one they gon' blame

Gotta leave, where my soul, how I came

I know it look lit when I'm rockin' these chains

But I went through a lot for this money and fame

(This money and fame, this money and fame)

For this money and fame

I did a lot to get here? No comment

I put a lot in my ear, both of 'em

The 'Rari is fast as it gets, hold on

I'm 'bout to take off, bear with me

I don't wanna beef with you n-

My beef with the system, big bro at the end of his habeas

I talk to him daily, I told him he still comin' home

I just hope he don't think I'm just sayin' sh-

The money keeps comin', the feelin' is great

I pay eight-figure taxes, no more section eight

I was workin' my wrist tryna see what it take

Made a 30 do 60, the feeling's amazing

Now I can charge by the hour

A 60minutes set, they pay me a million, that's crazy

My diamonds really be diamonds, no shade

I'm goin' all in, no stoppin', okay

Watches over like a God

Makes you hurt again

So you can heal and say amen

We will change for you

We will die for you, ah-huh (yeah-yeah)

Be careful who you call a God

L.A filled with fake prophecies

They hate it when you get on top

Magazines tarnish legacies

Can you tell me, how much do they cost?

A hundred mill' ain't a stretch for me

Packin' stadiums 'cause I'm a star

Bots can't buy box seats

If you ain't down, you an enemy

I got followers that'll kill for me

And they linin' up like a DMV

With the finest girls that you've ever seen

She from California, she's sober lite

Diet Coke with the - diet

She ride my face 'til my stash white

She got Chrome Hearts on with the black attire

My n- roll with the chrome and the heavy metal

Talkin' guns, no roses, it ain't Coachella

I'm a good fella, I'm a good fella

Johnny Depp with the -, I'm a good fella

I'm in paradise, I'm in paradise

But these false idols got me terrified

I'm so terrified, I feel terrified

Life is war in the face of God

We still walkin' with the cameras off

She a femme fatale, she's a superstar

Even down to the way that she breakin' hearts

She ain't actin', I'm not an actor

'Cause reality's, what I'm after

Real emotions, I'm tryna capture

Suck my soul up like the rapture

Don't remember my lines, but I'll cut up these -

Rumors that you heard about me is right

Even startin' to believin' all their lies

I'm even startin' to believin' all their lies

So terrified in this paradise

I'm so terrified, oh

Watches over like a God (oh-oh, oh)

Makes you hurt again

So you can heal and say amen

We will change for you

We will die for you, ah-huh

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

He is coming

He will find her

He will fix her

To make us better, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Like a God in the sky watchin' over you

Put your heart in his hands and you'll be brand new

Like a god

Like a, mm

Like a god