Stop Trying To Be God Lyrics - Travis Scott

This is the rewatch, the hot pockets 

The fritters, the missiles, the humans 

All gathered in secrecy 

And flying high as a kite 

Hmm-hmm 

Just know what this about 

Hmm-hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm 

Palm trees, oceans, fresh air that can break your heart 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's not who you- are 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's just not your- job 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God, God 

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Ride for it every night 

Visions and these angles tight 

Truth be told, I never try 

Diamonds are the wife of life 

All three Rollies look alike 

After two you get a hook-up price 

Stripper never worked a nine-to-five 

Delta and I ship it overnight 

Stop tryna be God almighty 

Fuck the money, never leave your people behind, yeah 

It's never love, no matter what you try 

Still can see it comin' down your eyes 

'Cause they did not create commandments (ooh-ooh) 

When you hustle, always make it fancy (ooh-ooh) 

The signal's far from what you can be (ooh-ooh) 

'Cause air traffic controls the landing 

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's not who you- are 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's just not your- job 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God, God 

Stop tryna play God almighty 

Always keep your circle tight 

I been wantin' shit my whole life 

I wanted you bad, not tryna play God tonight 

If I love her I'ma pass her one 

First rule of war, you find an act of one 

You can't win a trophy or a plaque off her 

But never turn your back on her 

'Cause they did not create commandments 

When you hustle, always make it fancy 

The signal's far from what you can be 

'Cause air traffic controls the landing 

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah 

You won't succeed tryna learn me 

Stick to the roads in my journey 

Stay out of court when you got the attorney 

She say she love 'em, want to really burn me 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm, hmm-hm 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's not who you- are 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God 

Hmm-hmm 

That's just not your- job 

Hmm-hmm 

Stop tryna be God, God 

Is it the complex of the saint that's keepin' you so, so still? 

Is it a coat of old paint that's peelin' every day against our will? 

Is it too long since the last open conversation you had? Oh, no 

And did you see the void in the past? 

And can you ever see it comin' back? 

Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me? 

Well, can you always be a step ahead of it for me? 

Woah-oh-oh 

Woah-oh-oh 

Woah-oh-oh 

Woah-oh-oh 

That it?