Tyga – God Talk Lyrics

Stand back, god talk
The watch cost

(Verse 1)
First things first I pop, sling all the honeys
Ain’t it funny? Angel, I got devils wanting money
Seems sacred but get nathing
My penetration is all revelations
And my eyes only seeing basic, they foul flagrant
Infatuated with the bracelets, diamond cut player
You fallacious, not complacent
Competition, I’m your favourite, knock knock
It’s me, motherf**ker, you’re dead wrong
Turning your doorknob, a heartthrob
Never my title but you bi**hes getting robbed
I rhyme and flip lines so far ahead of my time
My punchlines is lemon lime
I’m sour, ni**a, sweeter than pine
I’m God’s gift like Christmas time
The money Jewish but it’s black on black crimes
They box me in from time to time
For a Rolex, is you willing to die? You willing to die, ni**a?
Oh sh*t, ni**a, you a rich ni**a?
Does your wrist glitter? How much your car engine?
I can tell you got six figures
Figure you ain’t no real ni**a
You don’t struggle like real ni**as
Probably sni**h on a real ni**a
Just to get you out of bed, ni**a
Well let’s see, my god is your god
If he got faith in me, go and pull the trigger
And leave it be, ni**a
Russian roulette, let’s make a bet
100 on black, I’m back with a vengeance, the villain is vicious
Heart of gold is relentless, book of Genesis
Don’t eat the apple, but you’d rather live ravish
Street savvy, but not wealthy
Good health, be blessed, tryna reach the heavens
One day as I pray, halo over me
As I lay back, chick on my lap everyday, this god talk

This god talk
This god talk
Let god talk
Stand back lil ni**a, let God talk

(Verse 2)
Tryna follow Christ, but this club light super bright
And they pay me cash every single night
Taking models back to the crib
I know you want my life, you don’t want my life
Couldn’t handle what they write about you
The Superman of height, you can get em high
But how far is you willing to climb for your own shine?
Blowing shine, papers let a ni**a vibe, letting God talk
I’m like when summer approach
Ni**as thinking they’re good, but they’re more TO
I’m known coast to coast, you tryna play god
With the devil’s robes
It’s only one god, boy, you far from close
Been ready, change cars like winter coats
Ni**as bubblegum, Winterfresh, in they Easter clothes
No lint on my Easter clothes
Resurrect, the prophet spoke

(Repeat Chorus)

And the Lord he told me find my way home
And the Lord he told me find my way home
And the Lord he told me make me home
And the Lord he told me find my way home

Believe in yourself and the rest will fall in place
Have faith in your own abilities
Work hard and it’s nothing you can’t accomplish