[Verse]
I had a conversation with one of my youngers
Biggin' me up, tellin’ me fame is around the corner
He told me that's he coming for it, swear I had to spud him, cause I'm proud
Proud a brother aimin’ strictly for the clouds, uh
Young brothers do not [?] sit and doubt, sad sound
But he's got a theory for me now
Tellin' me the fame is ours if we turn all the lighters out
Comfortable to sit without, just so you can have a crowd
Money whores and boujee house, they just in it for the crown
I thought about it, I ain't tryin' compromise my soul for a piece of gold
But it's not as easy as it seems
Gotta watch my parents bleed just to pay a couple bills
Just to put a couple meals on the table
Now I flip the table, mad that how I'm able
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But if died, hit the trenches, missed the bus that goes to heaven 'cause
[Outro]
God’s not stupid, ayy
My God’s not stupid, ayy
God's not stupid, ayy
My God’s not stupid, ayy