| It’s that tongue kissing, no fuck given |
| Young college dropout and song flipper |
| But Denzel could put the city on |
| 'Cause he a tourist now like he Scotty Pippen |
| And my best friend share a birthday with me |
| Had to see the city with a smile on |
| And the shoes fitting so magnificent |
| These happy feet is like a mile long |
| All I spread is love |
| Got my good vibes with me |
| You should see me treat the corner how I treat my woman |
| The shift come quick, hit the brakes like (skirt) |
| She don’t wanna workout, she just wanna work |
| The way she pay her bills on time got me turnt |
| I ain’t never ate up more than I ate the first |
| And my girl fuck good, even better after church |
| Swear to God that pussy got me feeling God’s work, like |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Late like where the fuck you been |
| I don’t know just doing things |
| This planet is God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| I don’t wanna ball, bitch I want arenas |
| My girl real tall, what her mom feed her? |
| Hope I lock in digits, hope I make bail |
| 'Cause I’ve been locked in all year, four seasons |
| Man, I’m talking like the top floor, peddle down |
| Type of shit that make a basic bitch settle down |
| But I ain’t never been one to go up three and lose on my home court, |
| baby this is 'Bron's work |
| I ain’t gonna fall in love |
| Girl, I don’t fall for nothing |
| I need a bigger crib |
| And one more just for fucking |
| And we don’t hear what they say |
| 'Cause they ain’t really saying nothing |
| My team so C’est la vie |
| It’s me, Phour, Marcus Ryan, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Late like where the fuck you been |
| I don’t know just doing things |
| This planet is God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| It can get hard sometimes |
| Hard sometimes |
| It can get hard sometimes |
| Put this on my momma, I got hella shit I gotta do |
| Put this on my papa, me and momma, we still think of you |
| Patient growing up she taught like balling, see your vision through |
| Me I picked the rapping, see my songs, they getting bigger too, yeah |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work, God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work, God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work, God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| God’s work, it’s God’s work |
| This right here is God’s work |