I Asked God - Quelle Chris

Yo, I look up to the sky and ask God what to do?

He said «Get mooney»!

I said «Aight true»

I said «What's the meaning of life?»

He said «Man, Q, I been tryna figure that one out, just like you,»

I said «How you not know?

You the one that put us here,»

He said «Think about y’all, and all the kids that you bear,»

I’m like «Ain't you god?!»

He said «Ain't you gods too?»

I’m like «Ain't you god?!»

He said «Ain't you gods too?»

I’m kinda geeked

I ain’t hardly eat

A little pot to keep me higher than an ostrich beak

I done heard a lot of speak but ain’t seen a lot of growth

I’m sensing a whole lot of grief but hearing a lot of hope

What’s really going on?

Seems like yesterday everything’s where it belongs

Like something went wrong

Same old song

Shave, shit, shower, something felt gone

Maybe its the drink, maybe need to put down the bottle, maybe I’m drunk

Maybe its the weed, maybe stop hitting them high notes

Or maybe I’m stuck right now

Maybe I’m high off life in a room all alone getting crunk right now

I don’t need lows feeling up right now

Nigga might cut the bass from the trunk right now

Gotta hush right now, cause a nigga living life on the rush right now

Think the worlds got me in a clutch right now

Gotta find me an angel that I can touch right now

And the world kept turnin'

And the paper kept burnin'

And the drinks kept flowin'

And the party keep goin'

And the bills stay comin'

Til the bodies stop runnin'

Then the paper kept turnin' n the world kept burnin'

I look up to the sky and ask God what to do?

He said «Get mooney»!

I said «Aight true»

I said «What's the meaning of life?»

He said «Man, Q, I been tryna figure that one out, just like you,»

I said «How you not know?

You the one that put us here,»

He said «Think about y’all, and all the kids that you bear,»

I’m like «Ain't you god?!»

He said «Ain't you gods too?»

I asked «Ain't you god?!»

He said «Ain't you gods too?»

8 in the morning, woke up prayed for the lord

Thanks for the ride, thanks for the day

Thanks for the good and the bad times

Shit, thanks for the times

Stretch til I yawn, roll over reach for the bong

Spark up dala

Soul in the song

Spirit exists in the song

Now I’m alive

8 in the morning, woke up prayed for the lord

Thanks for the ride, thanks for the day

Thanks for the good and the bad times

Shit, thanks for the times

Stretch til I yawn, roll over reach for the bong

Spark up dala

Soul in the song

Spirit exists in the song

Now I’m alive