Lyrics Kevin Gates

Kevin Gates

What If

What if God was one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Looking for love in the club like one of us

Tryna make it out the slums like one of us

What if God is one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Getting in out the mud like one of us

Making calls to the plug like one of us

Making calls to the plug

Trynna ball, going hard I'm not balling enough

I got scars on my heart come from falling in love

On my knees every night placing calls up above

Seems like God won't pick up

If Heaven won't show me a way

Guide me when I grip the weight

'Cause in the city we livin' in it's kill or you getting killed

I was taught to keep it real, misguided in the field (boom boom pop bang bang)

Forgive me I done gripped the steel

She the devil she was bad long weave thick ol' ass

Round enough make pretty faces when I'm hittin' her from the back

And I got caught and I ain't rat, some cuckoo guys she ain't hit back

I done been to hell and back, 'cause I done been to jail and back

What if God was one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Looking for love in the club like one of us

Tryna make it out the slums like one of us

What if God is one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Getting in out the mud like one of us

Making calls to the plug like one of us

Making calls to the plug

I fell off then got up

I'm standing tall no matter what

Real nigga never budge

Thinking y'all shall not judge when I stood in front the judge

Media they telling lies about me that don't matter much

Hey now, turn it up

I just got back from the future don't know what I'm thinking of

Hey now, turn it up

Leave you leaking just for reaching ain't no drinking out my cup

Shawty yellow, awe yea, slim she Barbie Doll bad

She got pregnant from my partna so I had to fall back

She was wit' another rapper, hold up I can't talk that

Text her when she call back

If I ain't a dick slanger tell me what you call that

What if God was one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Looking for love in the club like one of us

Tryna make it out the slums like one of us

What if God is one of us

Just a thug like one of us

Getting in out the mud like one of us

Making calls to the plug like one of us

Out the mud

Making calls to the plug like one of us

Out the mud

Making calls to the plug like one of us