Gods Eyes song lyrics Roddy Ricch

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Gods Eyes lyrics song by Roddy Ricch :

He thought the money make you happy,

it don’t make you make you different

I start to see that shit myself when I got a couple million

Crawled through the mud, I can’t lie,

I seen too much

Real steppers outside,

they’ll squeeze and bust

I told my brother have some patience and your day’ll come

Now he sittin’ in the county jail and he ain’t got no bond

You can’t walk inside my shoes like a sneaker con

I overcome obstacles and they still come

I was tryna make a way out,

like it was my first day out

Remember my first day out,

now I got M’s in account

I eat that pussy like steak,

she eat my dick like a crepe

I got some niggas in the South,

I sip on purple like grape

These streets by my side,

you don’t want war with us

I felt so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup

If I hurt your feelings, I’m sorry,

I don’t apologize

My penthouse got a bird’s view through God’s eyes

I got gang gang (gang gang),

I got mob ties (mob ties)

I got Porsche, with the frog eyes

Got a hand-crafted JJ with a Palm Pilot

All this money on my mind,

I talk to God about it, yeah, yeah

I gotta grab dough (grab dough)
Brand new white-white Rolls Royce and that bitch match her toes (yeah, yeah)
I was out flockin’, I ain’t have a choice,
I ain’t even had no clothes
I put my wrist inside the freezer,
watch the Patek froze
Think about the time, man, we was ten
We was hoppin’ fences
I was stayin’ inside the church
I keep a strap for you and you,
I know the opps intentions
Back in Genesis I was O.T. with the coco
She got a bangin’ body,
booty like a roller coaster