Charlie Ferris - GOD'S PLAN lyrics

[Intro: Charlie Ferris] God's Plan Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Charlie Ferris] Acid in the backroom Xan in the bathroom Watch em cook meth in the RV Told em I'll be back soon Gotta turn a homie into ravioli over beefaroni like boyardee I'm on some god sh** there's no need to pray for me Nah just a kid dodging the Amys and Caitlin Brees Bouncing in an über with an eighth of weed Pure slaughter got d**h tryna keep up yelling "wait for me" Sipping from maple trees Going on a nature walk Day i give up is the day me and them angels talk Blow my future away with smoke, sh** was set in stoned Pot in me but the kettle on, Mr happy on the telephone And momma said if you can't beat em just outsmart em Shopping for chains picking that designer cotton I'm ten raptures worth ten rappers Smoke til my brain don't work, firing of synapses You can't take what I spit at ya, they screaming like pac back You can't top that You'll whimper away holding your dicks like a jockstrap How he supposed to reach for stars when all he seen is dirt How can he know he a king when subjects show he has no worth [Hook:Charlie Ferris] And it's a hell of a life (2x) And if I live every day like I might die Then one day I'll be right (2x) Then one day I'll be [Verse 2: Pope Wisdumb] Imagination, you could call it hallucination Delusion taking ahold of the situation Integration of our makeshift nativeness into this nation It's amazing this impatience is making me crazy But I still give a f** where you been Turn a new leaf and make amends with your friends And make sure you get all them letters sent Cuz you never know, when it will be the end I've learned that every waking moment is a blessing But I just disregard that sh** I'll never make confessions These who*es get absorbed, vain to the core, stay flexing I like to ride the wave, life's not a game, f** second guessing [Hook:Charlie Ferris] And it's a hell of a life (2x) And if I live every day like I might die Then one day I'll be right (2x) Then one day I'll be [Verse 3: Chase Alex] And there's a war going on outside But a n***a ain't worried at all I got a pocket full of all of these knives And a sleeve full of places to go I'm wide awake til I'm asleep If there's a blanket over me, I want my face on my holmies Sometimes good people die Sometimes it ain't picket fences at all