God Guide Me lyrics

[Intro: Nafe Smallz]
1Shot2Shine
Go (Go, go, go, go, go, go)
Real sh*t (Real sh*t, real sh*t, real sh*t, real sh*t, real sh*t, real sh*t)
Go (Go, go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go

[Verse: Nafe Smallz]
I got some thotties to my left (Left) some thotties to my right (Ahh)
That's Ciroc with no chaster, I just chase it with some ice (Woo)
Sippin' through these bottles, I won't remember the night
If she on it then we rollin', man, I ain't gon' ask her twice (Let's go)
I spent time in the kitchen, man, the whip game always right (I'm whippin')
If she can't see I get money, she gon' hear that through the vine (She gon' hear that sh*t)
If she ain't heard it she gon' hear it from that motherf*cking ride
Now her mouth open up wide and she wan' f*ck me for the night (Let's go)
With a couple G's inside, say they know I keep it real (Grrra)
If it's beef, they might just end up clappin' off still
And that's the way they deals, my n*gga don't care 'bout how you feel (f*ck your feelings)
But the way the music sound, you woulda' done thought I'd signed a deal
A million pieces to this puzzle, I'm just tryna squeeze 'em in (Uh)
Why the f*ck the feds on sight me all of the time? I'm sick to death (Fed)
I feel to light up these pussies and leave bombs up in your crib
[?] for all that sh*t you got us in (Motherf*cker)
My head's above the water, you won't ever drag me in (Nope)
I'm runnin' through these ounces while you're runnin' through my crib (Nope)
And I got ounces in my drawers whenever you're talkin' all your sh*t (Go)
Them pussies took my line so I just built them back again (Go)
I'm gettin' money, matter of fact, I'm goin' 'arder than back then
They push me to the limit, now my arse turnin' to ten
This trap sh*t gettin' easy, I ain't droppin' sh*t again (No)
I bet this summer, couple burners, we'll be dropping sh*t again, uh
I'm with some killers (Killers) for breakfast and dinner
We making money then for supper, b*tches suck us some inches (Killers)
When I wake up, it's just the motion, the weed in the rizla
Dotty be on be but she know I'm 'bout to go up and get it, you know
Maybe tonight I throw you money to spend
I got some b*tches comin' over so be out by eleven (Go)
Don't let the feds in the jump, they gon' be knocking and smellin'
Talkin' sh*t about the neighbours, tryna push up and get him but no-oh
I'm with some older G's, movin' through a load of G's
Your b*tch will roll with me and leave you on your loner G's
So don't f*ck with me and don't f*ck around (No)
'Cause when my G's around, you know he's bringing guns around
Don't talk sh*t fam, you don't know sh*t fam
We've been on the grind, on the grind, gettin' it in fam (Ca-ca-cash)
Talkin' all that-, talkin' all that sh*t fam
We've been on the grind, been on the grind, gettin' it in fam (Go)
[Bridge: YD]
On a dark and rocky road
[?]
Please God, guide me
Take control
On a dark and rocky road
[?]
Please God, guide me
Take control

[Outro: YD]
Take control
And when I die, take my soul
Take control