People Are God

Can’t be mad 'bout whatchu passing up
Ain’t gon' be too many after us
Nigga, pass the dutch (I don’t know, shit)
Looking good witcho dress on
I’m tryna get my sex on
Wait a minute
One day you gon' have to slow down
Plant your feet in the ground
I hope you ain’t giving up on me
Don’t forget who you supposed to be
I’ve been watching you this whole time
You don’t have to hide
I would paint the skies yellow for you, baby
Ain’t it crazy, all these guns and violence
If every rapper is a G, then G’s don’t move in silence
Dreadlock nigga smoking tree like I was from the islands
I do this so I can survive what I go through in private