Feeling Like God* lyrics

[Verse]
Told my b*tch to roll up all of my weed
Now I'm high as f*ck, lil’ b*tch I'm hella faded
Lately, I wake up I'm feeling like God
Just pull up on me, don’t be contemplatin' it
Everywhere they startin' to feel it lately
Fourth quarter now you startin, baby now
In my head it feel like I done made it
In my soul it feel like I was done and breakin' down
Talkin sh*t under yo breath, why the f*ck you ain't never just say it loud?
You got some sh*t on yo chest, I'm like "God, stop it, b*tch you sayin loud" yeah
R.I.P to my brothers, my mof*ckin' dawgs, they ain't make it out, yeah
Ooh, Knew we would make it out, yeah, ooh
Put all my dawgs in a mof*ckin’ huddle, "We made it out"
Show [?] Colorado
She gavе me brain like this b*tch was a scholar
NY, I like thirty bands, straight to my momma
I put my nеw b*tches in Balenciaga
Kickin sh*t like I’m Mr. Miyagi (Woah)
Ooh, yeah, She wanted a coupe so I bought a new Rari
Swervin' too crazy, I crashed in the party
I bought her some Prada, she got me a choppa
(Got me a choppa [?])
Yeah, and b*tch I’m The Don, better talk to me proper
I'm smokin Gelato, eyes low as a Mazda, yeah (Woah)
b*tch I got so many bad hoes-