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letra de god's plan (hi-rez remix) - hi-rez

[intro]
another day another struggle
i had to stumble so i can stay humble
i put my blood, sweat, tears in this rap if you tell me to trust you i would never trust you, d-mn
i never runnin’ from nothin’
everyday someone tell me they my cousin
girls on the road wanna know my real name, boy
i just tell em’ it’s mclovin

i, used to be such a pushover
i was someone that they looked over
fastfoward i got millions with my lawyer contracts gettin’ looked over

[verse 1]
i’m [?] when he in the paint
lame ones gettin’ boxed out
this year i made a 100 racks
not bad for a drop out
left behind all my day 1’s because my day 2’s were more ride or die
no [? kinks], just equals
ain’t no human that i’d idolize
i light this sh-t up like some fireworks
but you light this sh-t up like some fireflies
you think that you taking the limitless pill but you k!lling yourself like a cyanide
sold all of my jewelry
cause that sh-t was a waste of bread
swear sometimes i almost k!lled myself
that’s back when i was taking meds
death threats everywhere i go and because of them i’m not afraid of death
but i got women, and i got money, and i got love and i’m chasing checks
nothing in the grand scheme of things when you smile and then you don’t mean it
i got a lot of sh-t up on my plate but that mean everyone around me eatin’
i don’t even look at the clock no more
everyday is hustle season
if it ain’t about a bag i don’t talk
i don’t move for no reason

[chorus]
we all bottle up our emotions
pretending that we so savage
i would rather have a good girl
i don’t need me a bad chick

[verse 2]
loyalty over royalty
i like a women that respect herself
independent, get your own money
even go and pay rent yourself
i don’t want it if it’s too easy
rather have something to work for
i don’t need a beyoncé
but you can ride on this surfboard
more attracted when you just yourself
i don’t want nothin’ fancy
i love em’ the way god made em’
not doctor miami
had to go get my hands dirty
never ever had a helping hand
comin’ up people in my city never showed me love they never felt the plan
now they posin’ their backs to me
cause they see i got h-lla’ fans
used to ride payless shoes now like coach-lla i got “h-lla’ bands”
from thrown out homes, to sold out shows
light been up like the [? hold out jones]
there’s a couple people tryna’ bite my flow
homies switched up like an old iphone
grinding till i’m on top man, ain’t a chance i’ma stop man
i was struggling a lot man
guess that it was just god’s plan

- hi rez

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