STOP TRYING TO BE GOD

  • 專輯:ASTROWORLD
  • 發行:2018-08-03
  • 演唱:Travis Scott
字型
作詞: James Blake, JBeatzz, CuBeatz & Travis Scott 作曲: James Blake, JBeatzz, CuBeatz & Travis Scott

This is the rewatch, the hot pockets, the fritters, the missiles
The humans, all gathered in secrecy
And flying high as a kite
Hmm-hmm
Just know what this about
Hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
Palm trees, oceans, fresh air that can break your heart
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
Ride for it every night
Visions and these angles tight
Truth be told, I never try
Diamonds are the wife of life
All three Rollies look alike
After two you get a hook-up price
Stripper never worked a nine-to-five
Delta and I ship it overnight
Stop tryna be God Almighty
Fuck the money, never leave your people behind, yeah
It's never love, no matter what you try
Still can see it comin' down your eyes
Cause they did not create commandments (ooh-ooh)
When you hustle, always make it fancy (ooh-ooh)
The signal's far from what you can be (ooh-ooh)
Cause air traffic controls the landing, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
Stop tryna play God Almighty
Always keep your circle tight
I been wantin' shit my whole life
I wanted you bad, not tryna play God tonight
If I love her I'ma pass her one
First rule of war, you find an act of one
You can't win a trophy or a plaque off her
But never turn your back on her
Cause they did not create commandments
When you hustle, always make it fancy
The signal's far from what you can be
Cause air traffic controls the landing, yeah yeah yeah yeah
You won't succeed tryna learn me
Stick to the roads in my journey
Stay out of court when you got the attorney
She say she love 'em, want to really burn me
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
Is it the complex of the saint
That's keepin' you so, so still?
Is it a coat of old paint
That's peelin' every day against our will?
Is it too long
Since the last open conversation you had? Oh, no
And did you see the void in the past?
And can you ever see it comin' back?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
That it


      • 專輯:ASTROWORLD
      • 發行:2018-08-03
      • 演唱:Travis Scott
      字型
      作詞: James Blake, JBeatzz, CuBeatz & Travis Scott 作曲: James Blake, JBeatzz, CuBeatz & Travis Scott

      This is the rewatch, the hot pockets, the fritters, the missiles
      The humans, all gathered in secrecy
      And flying high as a kite
      Hmm-hmm
      Just know what this about
      Hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
      Palm trees, oceans, fresh air that can break your heart
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
      Ride for it every night
      Visions and these angles tight
      Truth be told, I never try
      Diamonds are the wife of life
      All three Rollies look alike
      After two you get a hook-up price
      Stripper never worked a nine-to-five
      Delta and I ship it overnight
      Stop tryna be God Almighty
      Fuck the money, never leave your people behind, yeah
      It's never love, no matter what you try
      Still can see it comin' down your eyes
      Cause they did not create commandments (ooh-ooh)
      When you hustle, always make it fancy (ooh-ooh)
      The signal's far from what you can be (ooh-ooh)
      Cause air traffic controls the landing, yeah yeah yeah yeah
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
      Stop tryna play God Almighty
      Always keep your circle tight
      I been wantin' shit my whole life
      I wanted you bad, not tryna play God tonight
      If I love her I'ma pass her one
      First rule of war, you find an act of one
      You can't win a trophy or a plaque off her
      But never turn your back on her
      Cause they did not create commandments
      When you hustle, always make it fancy
      The signal's far from what you can be
      Cause air traffic controls the landing, yeah yeah yeah yeah
      You won't succeed tryna learn me
      Stick to the roads in my journey
      Stay out of court when you got the attorney
      She say she love 'em, want to really burn me
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's not who you are)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God)
      Hmm-hmm (that's just not your, job)
      Hmm-hmm (stop tryna be God, God)
      Is it the complex of the saint
      That's keepin' you so, so still?
      Is it a coat of old paint
      That's peelin' every day against our will?
      Is it too long
      Since the last open conversation you had? Oh, no
      And did you see the void in the past?
      And can you ever see it comin' back?
      Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
      Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me?
      Woah-oh-oh
      Woah-oh-oh
      Woah-oh-oh
      Woah-oh-oh
      That it

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