Zander - Shaytan's Like God Lyrics

(Shaytan)
The Devil's like God, shapeless, not aimless or brainless
You may not feel it, but it's not painless
Imagine chicken tendons tearin' off the drummy bone
That's your soul being pulled from home when It's home
Call the Devil "It," It's worse than man or woman
It's everything you shouldn't
It's everything God won't do to us to teach lessons so it lets the Devil breathe
(Satan smells like weed when you think you can't OD)
(Shaytan) Is how far my mind goes when I think, "Oh geez, I'm on one"
Made me climax, no stimulation
Thought of droppin' out the league of life no relegation
Made me feel like Sunderland instead of Leicester
Shaytan told me I'm the jester even though the kings are clowns
Shaytan doesn't like it when my loved ones are around
Reminding me I'm beautiful and worthy of some shit
Even when I'm not perfect, I'm never perfect, I don't deserve it
(Shaytan) GRAMMYs, stronger hammies, bad gyal in jammies
Investment properties in Rincon, f*ck Miami
Too crowded, wanna be shrouded in mountain breeze
'Stead I walk around dust storms so dry I sneeze bleed
Sheesh, at ease
Tucson was not the place for me to be
But I learned a lot, yup
The Devil is shorty from high school thirst trappin'
You 25, she boo'd up, what's the worst that could happen?
(Shaytan) The Devil is trappin' when you don't have to trap
'Cause you wanna be official when you rap about the trap
The Devil is that useless app you always open
The Devil is you hopin', thinkin' that you're doing (Please God)
The Devil is doin' nothin' and doin' too much
The Devil is sayin' so and so were doing such and such, mind your business
(Nosy ass nigga) Satan is schoolboys kickin' doors and killin'
And the old geezers that wanna kill 'em
Satan is a lil' too much guap in the account
Satan is clout in the hands of a man with a big mouth
Satan is the boss of the border down south
Satan is a man tellin' women what to do with their bodies
And passions turned to hobbies, yeah
And creepy niggas in hotel lobbies
(Shaytan)
Same food everyday you get sick of it
F*ck the same shorty for life, you're wholesome
Satan is knowing the fresh ones the best ones
Satan is forgetting everything turn to ash
Satan is a nigga that could really use the cash
God is whatever fillin' up ya Cash App
He be uppin' poles, shorty slide down poles
God blessed them both with another bank roll
Walked in this bitch like I'm Bankroll
RIP Bankroll, poppin' like a ankle roll
Whole time I been on a roll, but it's flat land
Gotta go fast then, St. Paul gettin' on a map then
St. Thomas coulda tapped in, but they tapped out
Armbar by some White boys wearin' boat shoes
New hate crimes, same old news
Young Black star singin' same old blues
"I am not White" says one American Jew
Wish I could live my life without a clue (Hmm)
Who wanna tell me 'bout me?
I got bars and canine teeth for niggas pressin' Z
The only number that's impressin' me
Is how many years you can charge a big fee
Pig feet, shaky with the steps, gelatin
You not an activist 'cause you yellin' with some melanin
Might know your name you could still be irrelevant
Satan is fame for the hell of it
Pig feet, shaky with the steps, gelatin
You not an activist 'cause you yellin' with some melanin
Might know your name you could still be irrelevant
Satan is fame for the hell of it
(Shaytan)
God is Igor number 1, no embellishment
Satan is feelin' like shit for not sellin' shit
(Wadamn)
(Shaytan)