text: This that God feelin, mirage feelin
  Money shower feelin, praise the lord
  Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord
  This that God feelin, ménage feelin
  Money showers, praise the lord
  Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord
  Guess what? I aint eat today or pay my rent today
  I done fucked around and lost my mind doin what the teacher say
  Every night ,every other weekend, fuck, I needed that place to stay
  Wonder if a nigga ever see that day, will a nigga ever get the beats on Ye?
  Floatin in my mind, thinkin preparate for hell season, Jesus
  You gon need Monisha, need Bonqui for different reasons, ugh
  Damn, I want it all, swear to God this shit prestigious
  One call done changed it all, La Flame holla, shout out to Regis
  Guess what, I can tip today and pay your rent today
  Fuck it, you can keep that fish fillet Im eating creme brulee
  We gon run this whole world, remember I had no shoes to lace
  Now its papasote, yeah, we far from that Kool-Aid
  I just got back from Paris, I just been across the lake
  Dad call seen me on XXL and yeen know what to say
  Really though, nigga
  They finally know kid been about it
  No fiction about it, designer ,he bought it
  Ain’t nothing different about it
  We coming right in and ain’t leaving without it
  Jack and Jill started fuckin on my hill
  Walk on water falls, they got back for raps and back to seal
  World full of rage nigga, who gon stop that now?
  Price on that pussy is up to pull them panties down
  This that God feelin, mirage feelin
  Money shower feelin, praise the lord
  Blaze to peace, oh, yes Lord
  Yup, hahaha
  Yeah, H-Town, motherfucker