Radamiz - God Is Not Money Lyrics
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    God Is Not Money

    [Intro: Radamiz]
    God is not money, God is not money, God is not money
    Hahahaha
    Fuck
    Fuck outta here
    All of your Gods is the money
    You forgot who the fuck this is?
    God is not money

    [Chorus: Radamiz]
    All of your Gods is the money now
    I just get it on my bully bully
    You too cool to give a fuck now? No no no
    All of your Gods is the money now
    I just get it on my bully bully
    You too cool to give a fuck now? No no no
    Don't compare me to no fucking body
    You wasn't there, you just lying about it
    You ain't do nothing, just read about it no no no
    You think that all of this funny now
    Losing my patience and finding myself
    I turn your something to nothing now

    [Bridge: Radamiz]
    Black now, I'm bout to black now, I put my mac down
    Rap now, you got the light, right? I got that black out
    Front now, front I'm the one, one, I make em back down
    You is a chump, fuck, you ain't got crack, you want a plaque now

    [Verse: Radamiz]
    I gave you all my life
    But you still a snake in the Saint Laurent
    You burning bridges and hate on the realest
    You just too mad cause it’s taking long
    Raised in the jungle but that shit was bearable
    You came out woman proof, I came out bullet proof
    Thousands on outfits but you wear it terrible
    Gucci could fit but being G ain't wearable
    I need a vase, bitch I arose out the grave
    Just to go platinum off faith
    All ya'll gon’ ride on their waves
    'Til ya'll go die by the plank, gimme a break
    All ya'll wack with no wifi, why lie, all on my rivals on a tightrope Mothafuckas dressed like they don't like soap
    Mothafuckas change up around white folk, nah
    You just a prop, I would go break down in tears to my pops
    Been through a lot, now he the mothafucka taking shots with no shirt on a yacht
    You like a thot, handling business
    Yo every line gotta add points to the stock
    Brodie your nickname Canal on the block
    Everyone know you the wrong one to watch
    Watch, wrong one to watch, watch, yeah
    Like dollar, or matters, or feud
    Radamiz still keepin’ family first
    My fingers got blisters, I handled the worst
    Merci Merci, thanks for the Murciélago
    Thanks for not making me hollow
    Dios no es dinero, yo sigo resando y sigo contando lo tanto
    Fuck all your nonsense, know I’m the GOAT in subconscious
    Subbin’ me all in your convo
    Everything borrowed, all of this time is on lay a way
    I gotta pay it tomorrow
    My friends are dead, some of them died by the uzi
    Most of them died being broke
    I gotta go, I ain't have shit on the stove
    I had to eat the whole stove, we gotta go, now

    [Chorus: Radamiz]
    All of your Gods is the money now
    I just get it on my bully bully
    You too cool to give a fuck now? No no no
    All of your Gods is the money now
    I just get it on my bully bully
    You too cool to give a fuck now? No no no
    Don't compare me to no fucking body You wasn't there, you just lying about it
    You ain't do nothing, just read about it no no no
    You think that all of this funny now
    Losing my patience and finding myself
    I turn your something to nothing now

    [Outro: KOTA The Friend]
    In the Bible it says, God is Love
    And God is obviously this, infinity being you know?
    He’s there before and will be there after you know?

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