God's Not Stupid

I had a conversation with one of my youngers
Biggin' me up, tellin' me fame is around the corner
He told me that’s he coming for it, swear I had to spud him, cause I’m proud
Proud a brother aiming strictly for the clouds, uh
Young brothers do not, sad sound
But he’s got a theory for me now
Tellin' me the fame is ours if we turn all the lighters out
Comfortable to sit without, just so you can have a crowd
Money whores and boujee, they just in it for the crown
I thought about it, I ain’t tryin' compromise my soul for a piece of gold
But it’s not as easy as it seems
Got watch my parents bleed just to pay a couple bills
Just to put a couple meals on the table
Now I the table, mad that how I’m able
But if died, hit the trenches, missed the bus that goes to heaven cause
God’s not stupid, ayy
My God’s not stupid, ayy
God’s not stupid, ayy
My God’s not stupid, ayy