Talk to God

Talk to God about me How you feel about me Look Him in His eyes Ask Him why I'm fly Talk to God about me How you feel inside Or let Him confirm those lies Ask him why, oh why, why? They be like "That bitch fake and lately I heard she been bleachin'" yeah I just look at these hoes like "Y'all still reachin'?" yeah And I admit that maybe I give them a reason, yeah They always screamin' "Next year gon' be they season," nah And if you really knew the bitches that you look up to Them hoes faker than the silicone in these boobs Man, fuck a red carpet, gimme my just due 'Cause my numbers don't lie, but the industry do Spendin' so much time talkin' crazy 'bout Somethin' y'all hoes don't know shit about Livin' out your life on the Internet While I spend my time gettin' to the checks Talk to God about me How you feel about me Look Him in His eyes Ask Him why I'm fly Talk to God about me How you feel inside Or let Him confirm those lies Ask him why, oh why, why, oh why? Bet you wanna see the tears fall From my eyes Ain't my doin', it ain't my fault Talk to God Talk to God God... Why you mad, with ya ugly ass startin' somethin'? I slick my baby hairs down, so I ain't stressin' nothin' Always tryin' to make me be the girl that I used to be I done laughed at all the hoes you seen on TV with me Throwin' shots when you know your chin ain't strong Standin' taller than you bitches with no heels on They make it hard when you do this at this level I put in time to spend that million on that bezel Spendin' so much time talkin' crazy 'bout Somethin' y'all hoes don't know shit about Livin' out your life on the Internet While I spend my time gettin' to the checks Talk to God about me How you feel about me Look Him in His eyes Ask Him why I'm fly Talk to God about me How you feel inside Or let Him confirm those lies Ask him why, oh why, why, oh why? All them tweets that Ito me You will never even see what they did to me How you gon' like me when you don't like yourselves? Y'all need some help, help If there's A few years ago I probably woulda Talk to God about me How you feel about me Look Him in His eyes Ask Him why I'm fly Talk to God about me How you feel inside Or let Him confirm those lies Ask him why, oh why, why, oh why? Bet you wanna see the tears fall From my eyes Ain't my doin', it ain't my fault Talk to God Talk to.. Talk to.. (Or let Him confirm those lies Ask Him why I'm fly) It ain't my fault...