Lời bài hát god. - ca sỹ kendrick lamar - album damn.

[Chorus]

This what God feel like, huh, yeah

Laughin' to the bank like, A-ha!, huh, yeah

Flex on swole like, A-ha!, huh, yeah

You feel some type of way, then a-ha!

Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)



[Verse 1]

Ever since a young man

All I wanted to be was a gunman

Shootin’ up the charts, better run, man

Y'all gotta see that I won, man

Slick as El DeBarge with the finger waves, work it, JT

Handle bars like a fade, watch me work it, JT

I'm at large, runnin’ plays like a circuit, JT

I'm sellin' verses, JT, watch me work it, JT

Look, look… hol' up!

Don't judge me, my mama caught me with a strap

Don't judge me, I was young, fuckin' all the rats

Don't judge me, aimin’ at your head for a stack

Don’t judge me! Don't judge me!

Now my home got a Valley peak

Don’t judge me, if I press your line you a freak

Don't judge me, won't you tell a friend y'all gon’ see—



[Chorus]

This what God feel like, huh, yeah

Laughin' to the bank like, A-ha!, huh, yeah

Flex on swole like, A-ha!, huh, yeah

You feel some type of way, then a-ha!

Huh, yeah (a-ha-ha, a-ha-ha)



[Verse 2]

Fuck is you talkin' to?

Aye, do you know who you talkin' to?

Slide on you like fallen drapes

God toss full of carnivals

I kill 'em with kindness

Or I kill 'em with diamonds

Or I put up like fifteen hundred

Get yo' ass killed by the finest

Everything in life is a gamble

Nothin' in life I can't handle

Seen it all, done it all, felt pain more

For the cause, I done put blood on sword

Everything I do is to embrace y'all

Everything I write is a damn eight ball

Everything I touch is a damn gold mine

Everything I say is from an angel



[Bridge]

I don't rush shit, fuck shit

Always your shit, my shit

Cannonballs to ignite shit

Morning to the night shift

I'm on, I ain't sorry for it

Ask for a piece of mine, you charged me for it

I wanna see sometimes if you ignore it

I'm in the streets sometimes and can't afford it

I got a bad habit

Levitate, duckin' haters

Oh my! My heart is rich, my heart is famous



[Chorus]

This what God feel like

Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

Laughin' to the bank like, A-ha!

(This what God feel like)

Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

Flex on swole like, A-ha!

(This what God feel like)

Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

You feel some type of way, then a-ha!

(This what God feel like)

Huh, yeah (this what God feel like)

This what God feel like


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