Fake Idols
One, two, three
Yeah
Yeah
All the money I was stacking
Was Becoming fake idols
All the woman that I messed with
Was becoming idols
Everything thing I done before you
Was becoming fake idols
Fake Idols, fake idols
Every since I was baby
All I wanted was Mercedes
Trying to make a couple bands
Live my life until I’m 80
I got way to many problems
Guess I’m tired of being tired
Pray to God like every night
Please provide all my desires
All of thеse things Gonna lead to death
Adam and еven Until you out of breath
I got this feeling right in my chest
If you don’t believe, then just be my guest
Back in Brazil, feeling like a jungle
You gonna Stumble if you alone
Lord Jesus come please save me
Answer me like phone home
I was Living from
Check to check to check to check
Until the day I quit
And began to flex to flex to flex to flex
Dropping bombs like I’m
Funk flex finesse, finesse
You don’t even wanna know
What’s coming back right after the next , the next, the next
Yeah
All the money I was stacking
Was Becoming fake idols
All the woman that I messed with
Was becoming idols
Everything thing I done before you
Was becoming fake idols
Fake Idols, fake idols
All the money I was stacking
Was Becoming fake idols
All the woman that I messed with
Was becoming idols
Everything thing I done before you
Was becoming fake idols
Fake Idols, fake idols
I don’t measure to the standards
Of this broken broken planet
Maybe if I hit up Elon
I can rocked it up to Saturn
Every since the fall from Adam
We got banished from the kingdom
Until the day that we met Jesus
And his word became our wisdom
So lord let your kingdom come
Let your will be done, ay
Forgive us our sins
Lead us not to temptation, ay
Give daily all our bread
Hallow be thy name, uh
Lord Jesus you are the king
Nobody’s the same
Have it to say it clear
So everybody understand
I’m not here for the applause
But saves soul, that’s the plan
So if I ever have to break it down
God passed around his own body
Drink from the source of all life
Then spread the message from God
All the money I was stacking
Were Becoming fake idols
All the woman that I messed with
Were becoming idols
Everything thing I done before you
Was becoming fake idols
Fake Idols, fake idols
All the money I was stacking
Was Becoming fake idols
All the woman that I messed with
Was becoming idols
Everything thing I done before you
Was becoming fake idols
Fake Idols, fake idols
You talk about your money
You talk about your car
You talk about your house
You talk about your possessions
You talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
About the stuff you have
And never about Christ
Because you know who your God is
The stuff you have
And you’re really glad you got it
So either you place God before everything else
Or you will remain worshipping fake idols