Bailz Pagliacci - God's Call Lyrics

Yeah
Tell me what you really feel
Tell me can you keep it real
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me how we gonna build
Tell me what we gonna build
Picture this
A Nigga keep a smile up on his face
Even when he stuck in this rat race
Let’s keep it fact based
Plenty hate hitting straight from home base
It’s a known trait ya niggas serve you like an entrée
They been waiting just to clean ya table
They been hoping you don’t keep it stable
A lot of Cain’s tried to kill my fable
Everything thing they said I couldn’t was able
I was faithful
Trynna find my own lane
Why they jump the band wagon talking bout some things
That they never did I don’t need a getaway cuz I finally slid
In my mind that’s where the battle is
Wish they would of taught that when we was kids
But shit that's just the way it is
And I ain't got no time for a flooded wrist
When I'm outside I be hearing this
Gang gang gang
Pop pop pop
Pray the ops don't get that drop
Know where you at and where you stay
Come around and you will get slain
Ten toes always on the ground
Silencers you won't hear a sound
Mirror mirror up on the wall
Will god ever make that call
Will god ever make that call
Yeah
Tell me what you really feel
Tell me can you keep it real
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me how we gonna build
Tell me what we gonna build
What the cost of a dollar bill?
How much till that pain heal?
How much so you can’t feel?
How much of them pain pills?
How much till the love real?
How much will he sit still?
When Kev just lost appeal
Damn
What’s the cost of a dollar bill?
It seem like Achilles heel
I know it's not ideal
How much till you feel you real?
How much of them drug deals?
How much of the blood spilled?
How much till a nigga kill?
Gang gang gang
Pop pop pop
Pray the ops don't get that drop
Know where you at and where you stay
Come around and you will get slain
Ten toes always on the ground
Silencers you won't hear a sound
Mirror mirror up on the wall
Will god ever make that call
Will god ever make that call
From the bottom but yet we fall
Late nights used to ask in awe
End this madness once for all

Yeah
Tell me what you really feel
Tell me can you keep it real
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me how we gonna build
Tell me what we gonna build
Picture this
A Nigga keep a smile up on his face
Even when he stuck in this rat race
Let’s keep it fact based
Plenty hate hitting straight from home base
It’s a known trait ya niggas serve you like an entrée
They been waiting just to clean ya table
They been hoping you don’t keep it stable
A lot of Cain’s tried to kill my fable
Everything thing they said I couldn’t was able
I was faithful
Trynna find my own lane
Why they jump the band wagon talking bout some things
That they never did I don’t need a getaway cuz I finally slid
In my mind that’s where the battle is
Wish they would of taught that when we was kids
But shit that's just the way it is
And I ain't got no time for a flooded wrist
When I'm outside I be hearing this
Gang gang gang
Pop pop pop
Pray the ops don't get that drop
Know where you at and where you stay
Come around and you will get slain
Ten toes always on the ground
Silencers you won't hear a sound
Mirror mirror up on the wall
Will god ever make that call
Will god ever make that call
Yeah
Tell me what you really feel
Tell me can you keep it real
Tell me what's the deal
Tell me how we gonna build
Tell me what we gonna build
What the cost of a dollar bill?
How much till that pain heal?
How much so you can’t feel?
How much of them pain pills?
How much till the love real?
How much will he sit still?
When Kev just lost appeal
Damn
What’s the cost of a dollar bill?
It seem like Achilles heel
I know it's not ideal
How much till you feel you real?
How much of them drug deals?
How much of the blood spilled?
How much till a nigga kill?
Gang gang gang
Pop pop pop
Pray the ops don't get that drop
Know where you at and where you stay
Come around and you will get slain
Ten toes always on the ground
Silencers you won't hear a sound
Mirror mirror up on the wall
Will god ever make that call
Will god ever make that call
From the bottom but yet we fall
Late nights used to ask in awe
End this madness once for all