PABLO RED - QUESTION EVERYTHING Lyrics

I talk to the homies like I talk to God
So y'all can keep your silly questions and talk to God
I wasn't born to play dead in an octagon
Imma do what it takes to come on top and thats on big G
Y'all can't castrate me
Gone are the days of the pacifist
The Julius Caesars that roam the earth trying to catch a kiss
Thats on trust, statistics and masochists
The days are short, never peaceful
Nihilist turned optimist
I've spent my life trying to tune my voice to your instruments
But my eyes have seen so f*ck 'em
Y'all either ran through or lonely men
If the homie's aimless and lazy
I ain't mean to dap you, its a courtesy
F*ck porn, be better men
F*ck IG, be businessmen
They don't love you
That cross you got tatted on your neck don't make you religious men
I've come a long way since the Ennio days
The empire state was purple today
I wont spend money on merchandise with a Jesus face
Blessed be the holy name
I just wanna put on and represent
So I had a couple boys I had to drop instead
It's the eternal, not what bitches say
Inshallah, i'm 24 trying to save a home for my daughters,
I want my sons to live forever and my beats to hit harder
I wanna walk in a temple and feel at peace with the Father
The trick William potter, never ask for cars, fame but wisdom to barter
Chanel on the skin, let the boots feel the gravel
I thought it was funny getting side eyed when the happiest brought the American flag to the function
Like I need approval coming from those guys
There's levels to this
I got eyes on business floors, your stories are all jokes
Live long, baby, prosper
Give a hug to your mother
Let the sun kiss you harder
And for those that question everything its Pablo Red
Forever grateful
Forever thankful
The happiest since heaven sent for