The Weeknd, Suzanna Son & Lil Baby – False Idols Şarkı Sözleri

 The Weeknd, Suzanna Son & Lil Baby – False Idols Şarkı Sözleri

Lil Baby & Suzanna Son]

Be careful with who you call a God

I can't go without my pole and my rod

Sip the cup and then I nod

Made a hundred million, must be good at my job

I done made it out the land of the brave

I can tell you, shake my aunt, daddy's fate

Free the guys, the ones who never made a stage

Slidin' with a Drac', I made it home safe

Baseball numbers on all of my contracts

Big and them buddies, hey all on my contacts

I get you hit on GP, they grow nothin' back

Made twenty million last month, tryna run it back (Run it back)

Watch us over like a God

It goes down, I'm the one they gon' blame

Gotta leave with my sole that I came

I know it look lit when I'm rockin' these chains

But I went through a lot for this money and fame

(This money and fame, this money and fame)

For this money and fame

I did a lot to get here, no comment

I put a lot in my ear, both of 'em

The Rari is fast as it gets, hold on

I'm 'bout to take her up with me

I don't wanna beef with you niggas

My beef with the system

Big bro ??? if he's hazy

I talk to him daily, I told him he still comin' home

I just hope he don't think I'm just sayin' shit

When money keeps comin', the feelin' is great

I pay eight figure taxes, no more section eight

I was workin' my wrist tryna see what it take

Made a thirty, blew sixty, the feeling's amazing

Now I can charge by the hour, sixty minutes

Say they pay me a minute, that's crazy

My diamonds really be shinin', no shade

I'm goin' all in, no stoppin', okay

[Suzanna Son & The Weeknd]

Watch us over like a God

Makes you hurt again

So you can heal and faith and-

We will change for you

We will die for you, ah-huh (Yeah-yeah)

[The Weeknd]

Be careful who you call God

L.A filled with fake prophecies

They hate it when you get on top

Magazines tarnish legacies

Can you tell me how much did it cost?

A hundred mill' ain't a stretch for me

Packin' stadiums 'cause I'm a star

Moms can't buy box seats

If you ain't down, you an enemy

I got followers that'll kill for me

And they linin' up like a DMV

With the finest girls that you've ever seen

She from California, she's so realigned

Diet Coke with the coke diet

She ride my face with my stash watch

She got Chrome Hearts on with the black attire

My niggas roll with the chrome and the heavy metal

Talkin' guns, no roses, it ain't Coachella

I'm a good fella, I'm a good fella

Johnny Depp with the blow, I'm a good fella

I'm in paradise, I'm in paradise

But these false idols got me terrified

I'm so terrified, I'm so terrified

Life is war in the face of God

We still walkin' when the cameras off

She a fairytale, she a superstar

Even down to the way that she breakin' hearts

She ain't actin', I'm not an actor

Cause reality's, what I'm after

Real emotions, I'm tryna capture

Suck my soul up, like the rapture

Don't remember my last line, man I cut up these lines

Rumors that you heard about me is right

Even startin' to believin' all they lies

Even startin' to believin' all they lies

So terrified in this paradise

I'm so terrified, oh

[Suzanna Son & The Weeknd]

Watch us over like a God (Oh-oh, oh)

Makes you hurt again

So you can heal and faith and-

We will change for you

We will die for you, ah-huh

[ Suzanna Son]

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

Like a God

Like a God

And make us come his way

Ooh, ooh-oh

Ooh, like a God in the sky watchin' over you

Would you hide in his hands and be brand new?

Like a God

Like a God