Fake Idols - Game Over

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 thse things Gonna lead to death

Adam and ven 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