FIND GOD (feat. Dominic Fike) (Explicit) - Kenny Mason/Dominic Fike
Lyrics by：Edwin Green/Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz
Produced by：Dominic Fike/Julian Cruz
Hey operator what's on my radar?
Predict my weather but can't stop the maker from
Rain my parade I spent all day making
Curse the creator but can't stop the haters from
She said"Do you see the state of the world?"
I do I wish I was a billionaire
I would help the little boys and the girls
But then she became a millionaire
And the world still hurts and she hurts too
You grow up and forget all of the things that don't concern you
The gas going up it cost almost much as your perfume
A task force dropped that somebody shot it was on the news
But you know the news
(Aye but you know the news)
We don't even know if it's true
(We don't even know if it's true)
Somebody on the left said the right they was in the wrong
Then somebody left from the right 'cause they did 'em harm
Now it's on the news once again and I'm tuning in
And I flip the channel and I watch another panel
Then the radio was screaming so I'm turning off the TV
Just to see what it was saying then I called up the station to ask
Hey operator what's on my radar?
Predict my weather but can't stop the maker from
Rain my parade I spent all day making
Curse the creator but can't stop the haters from
Loading my .40 'fore I lay in my bed
Praying that the devil don't lay in my bed
Praying that the devil don't play with my head
Praying I don't catch my break when I'm dead
(Yeah)
Certified 9 nigga drowning in nihilism
My denial is a wide river
My boy got fully automatics I'ma slide with him
But if he say sum' problematic would I side with him?
You think me holding you accountable is side-switching?
If my opinion on it sound different
You look at me like I'm the prime villain
You can't acknowledge that the times different?
That shit you yapping 'bout be scaring all the fine bitches goddamn
I don't think I'm a better person 'cause I side with them
I just be thinking 'bout how I would feel if I was them
I think the proof on why they got us all divided is
Money at the root it's usually what the truth is hiding in
Kids getting zooted usually what the youth confiding in
Overcoming pain way different from surviving it
Giving love away way different from providing it
Staying out the way's way different from me hiding bitch
Anyway I don't need an image to intimidate
I done seen the pussy in the people that you imitate
I'ma keep it pushing till they activate my inner hate
Why you fake surprised when you find out that a nigga fake?
Why you put him on? His character in question anyway
Why 140 characters my budget anyway?
Why I gotta play a character to try to get a play?
Why I gotta put some carats up to show I'm getting cake?
Swear the world burning I know God gon' flood it in any day
When that day come I hope my diamonds flooded anyway
People I can trust come a dime a dozen anyway
I don't keep in touch then it's probably 'cause I feel a way
When you looking at me is you really seeing me?
How the hell you judging who I am without you being me?
I got a solution that'll unify ya easily
Fuck the whole world I hate all you niggas equally Pup
Hey operator what's on my radar?
Predict my weather but can't stop the maker from
Rain my parade I spent all day making
Curse the creator but can't stop the haters from
Shoot at the school boy there goes the weekend
He's off the deep end but no one believes him
Hey operator what's on my radar?
Predict my weather but can't stop the maker
