Lil B - God Help Me Lyrics

I wanna say RIP to all our fallen angels
Like I said, I’m better than
No man, no woman, nobody on Earth
(God’s Father Mixtape)
I just gotta lotta love to spread
And I just wanna say that
I’m sorry for that loss that you had
(I love you)
It’s your boy Lil B I love you all
You know what it is feel my Pain
Such a beautiful soul god’s Father Mixtape
Lil B history

In yo face you can’t stop me playa
I kick more shots on your
Block than a soccer player
She refuse to give service
With a cocky waiter
But yo bitch coming back so
Imma knock her later and I’m sure I’m top of
The line like Hockey players
Like Genesis you can rewind me so
You can watch me later
Camcorder cost your grip plus
The drive feet nigga, you feel me
I’m like Rocky Slayer
And the Ice come nice plus
The rocks come in clean rob some-
Take they- and I them machines
It’s the don by your fake
Plus I’m alone by the wake
‘Cause I thought it would be over
Just by blowing your estate
I got questions and answers
I want it you got it
Niggas treat you like a ho while
They treat me like a prophet
When I come up on your street man
Releasin’ my problems don’t ask to show me
You really don’t want it (Never)

Nah they don’t you know it
Nah they don’t i ain’t even wanna ask that
You feel me?

Now I came up niggas Tryna see
Me bust the brain up
When niggas get pissy man
Shit it gets dangerous with the stainless
The infrared beam smoke y’all painless
Nigga the army and the general
Is prone for changes
I’m coming out like babies punching out the-
When you running your mouth you
Bitches is prone for quickly’s
It’s strictly, Beezy B coming with the 50
Chicks be into me, see me you know
Pussayyy you feel me?
Talk is cheap you niggas got
A screen to binge
Don’t matter if your wrong you
Gotta bleed to win
I wake up, pain man released within

Uh (Gas) I don’t think y’all feeling some real shit
I don’t think y’all ready
You ready for this? (You know)
Yeah, I mean are you ready for real shit?
I love you "And all they ever say to me is
'So you wanted to be a star?’
(That’s all I wanna be)
But It wasn’t really like I
Wanted to be a star, i just wanted to sing
(I love you)
I just wanted to do what was in my soul
What was in my heart"

Uh, it’s all Beezy I could
Bomb first or bomb last i’m not greedy
If you wanna see me fo real nigga
You wanna be me
It’s real easy, sit back and smoke tree leaf
I’m real sleazy and easy to get along with
Until you cross the wrong path and
Now it’s on bitch
It’s like a small Mac black, very correct
Incorrect you could end up in a, intersect
With your friends, man, they pimpin
I intersect you get it man
You think your leaving bombs
I really leave the bombs
I’m putting niggas on the ground
Man leave em no arms unarmed, bitch