Artist: Ab-Soul f/ Isaiah Rashad, SZA
Album:  These Days...
Song:   God's Reign (These Days)
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Hey Ali? I can hear myself good now
It's good now, finally.. Soulo! {*echoes*}

[Chorus: SZA]
Guess that's how it is +These Days+
You even lose when you win +These Days+
+These Days+, God's reign
Scared to live, scared to move +These Days+

[Ab-Soul]
Yeah...
Your soul sits on your third eye, Soul sits on the throne
Told you I was the third wheel, that's three-wheel motion on chrome (westside!)
Three's up, three's up, all around the world (world)
We ain't shootin' no jumpshots, but we ballin', we ballin'
I'm from where they get jumped or shot 'til they fallin', they fallin'
They ain't heard one word from God but he callin', he callin'
I ain't never had a whole rack 'til I was 24 years old
At twenty-five I spent a hunnid of those and still ain't got nothin' to show
Uh, I guess that's how it is +These Days...+
Uh, I guess that's how it goes...
Cause this world is dark and my locs is on but I ain't afraid
ABC everythang, every M you end up with is O/owed
And that's simple math, I had to balance the good and bad
No masters but a mastermind, master kush up in my bag
Soulo in the backseat, in a thing with some tints on it
With a thing with some tits on her, and every nigga in this bitch own her
Soul!

[Chorus]

[Interlude: SZA]
+These Days+, in chains
You even lose when you win +These Days+
+These Days+, God's reign
Scared to live, scared to live +These Days+

[Ab-Soul]
Fuck...
My girl died and I lost my mind, I'm off everything except heroin
Blame God, don't blame her; all I did was take gangsters to church
Got your lady with literature under her Louis bag, got your kid studyin' outside of class
Every project that I dropped she bought 'em, so now she read more than she read/Red Bottom
Ab-Soul, abstract, asshole, I'm with the shit
I say cuz around Bloods and I say blood around Crips, I'm twisted
Got Mary, got Lucy, got Molly - that's wifey, girlfriend and mistress
Ain't no goin' against me man make another plan, pop a Xan, forget it
Hahaha, that's how it is +These Days...+
Yeah that's how it goes...
Cause we ain't choose this life it chose us
so don't show hate cause she chose us, I'm just stackin' paper, get yours up
Lil' nigga finish your chores up, that's my word I got shows booked
Got that purp, I pour fo's up, stole the show this a hold up
Ho-hold up, Soulo Ho, there is only uno
Puto uh, Top Dawg out of this world pluto on pluto, you know

[Chorus] + [Interlude]

[Ab-Soul - over Interlude]
More than a man, I been died and rose again
Left these holes in my head, so you know who I am
I am more than a man, I been died and rose again
Left these holes in my head, so you know who I am

[Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
God's reign, +These Days+
Ay {*coughing*} ay, y'all got some more trees?