Be careful who you call a God I can't go without my pole and my rod Sipped a cup and then I nod Made 100 million, must be good at my job I done made it out of 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 Drake, I made it home safe Baseball numbers on all of my contracts Billionaire buddies, they all in my contacts I get you hit on GP, they want nothing back Made twenty million last month trying to 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 For this money and fame I did a lot to get here? No comment I put a lot in my ear, both of them The 'Rari is fast as it gets, hold on I'm about to take off, bear with me I don't want beef with you niggas My beef with the system, big bro at the end of his habeas I talk to him daily, I told him he still coming home I just hope he don't think I'm just sayin' The money keeps coming, the feeling is great I pay eight-figure taxes, no more Section 8 I was working my wrist, trying to see what it take Made a thirty do sixty, the feeling's amazing Now I can charge by the hour A sixty minute set, they pay me a million, that's crazy My diamonds really be diamonds, no shade I'm going all in, no stopping, 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, mmm Yeah, 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 Packing 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's from California, she's sober lite Diet Coke with a coke diet She ride my face till my stash white She got Chrome Hearts on with the black attire My niggas roll with the chrome and the heavy metal Talking guns, no rose, it ain't Coachella I'm a goodfella, I'm a goodfella Johnny Depp with the blow, I'm a good fellow 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 rockin' 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 is what I'm after Real emotions I'm trying to capture Suck my soul up like the rapture Don't remember my lines, but I'll cut up these lines Rumors that you heard about me is right Even startin' to believe all their lies I'm even startin' to believe all their lies So terrified In this paradise I'm so terrified, oh Watches over like a God Oh Makes you hurt again so you can heal and say amen We will change for you I need it, oh We will die for you, mmm Ooh, ooh, ooh He is coming He will find her He will fix her To make us better, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Like a God in the sky watching over you Put your heart in his hands and you'll be brand new Like a God Like a, mmm Like a God