Vicite - Stuck up Lyrics

(Spder, what?)
(Tears of Joy)
This ain't no Fear of God on
I gotta call my momma
"I'll be counting commas"
Yeah, problem, do you have a problem
Lil' bro I ain't your bruddah
At least you f*cking stuck up
(Yeah)
They wonder why I'm stuck up
It's cause I fear from f*ck ups
How can I let go, and leave my mother
She was crying when I was cut up
Yeah, she was my bandage
Fixed up all my damage
Wondering, what Gods plan is (Fear of God)
Yeah, garments all ruined
I'm hurt but still improving
Gotta work on listening to the devil on my shoulder but Ima stay moving
And why ya'll stay choosing
I'm not the bad guy, why'd you go ghost
We was the same human (not my twin)
Got a hundred missed calls
Run away (way) from ya'll
And God won't let me fall down
Prosper, walk away as they drown
This ain't no Fear of God on
I gotta call my momma
"I'll be counting commas"
Yeah, problem, do you have a problem
Lil' bro I ain't your bruddah
At least you f*cking stuck up
(Yeah)
They wonder why I'm stuck up
It's cause I fear from f*ck ups
How can I let go, and leave my mother
She was crying when I was cut up
Yeah, she was my bandage
Fixed up all my damage
Wondering, what Gods plan is
This ain't no Fear of God on
I gotta call my momma
"I'll be counting commas"
Yeah, problem, do you have a problem
Lil' bro I ain't your bruddah
At least you f*cking stuck up
Fear of God
Call- call- momma
Counting- counting- commas
Yeah, problem, problem
Lil'- lil'- lil'- bruddah
F*cking stuck up