CORRECT LYRICS
Yeah
Is it the complex of the saint
That's keepin' you so, so, so still? (Yeah)
Is it a coat of old paint
That's peelin' every day against our will? (Yeah)
Ride for it every night
Visions and these angles tight, yeah
Truth be told, I never try
Diamonds are the wife of life, yeah
All three Rollies look alike, yeah
After two you get a hook-up price
Mama worked a nine-to-five
Delta and I ship it overnight, yeah
Is it too long since the last
Open conversation you had? Oh, no (Oh)
Stop tryna be God, God
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin' back?
Stop tryna be God, God
Lyrics : 2019 Grammys Performance
Yeah
Is it the complex of the saint
That's keepin' you so, so, so still? (Yeah)
Is it a coat of old paint
That's peelin' every day against our will? (Yeah)
Ride for it every night
Visions and these angles tight, yeah
Truth be told, I never try
Diamonds are the wife of life, yeah
All three Rollies look alike, yeah
After two you get a hook-up price
Mama worked a nine-to-five
Delta and I ship it overnight, yeah
Is it too long since the last
Open conversation you had? Oh, no (Oh)
Stop tryna be God, God
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin' back?
Stop tryna be God, God
