This is a song about "Only god can judge me now"

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, we can only see/

Now i'm shinin in the broad, day-light - go figure

Only god can judge me doesnt that sound familiar,

You can hear me now or

Something worth dying for

There's no guarantee, it's not up to me, we can only see/

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I'mma stay a whilehold ya head chris

God if youre there tell me if you can see this,

Only god can judge me in this false world to whom i serve

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Only thing that can fix me is the omen approaching

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Dont judge me ...its my feelings