God's Favorite

Everyone's an angel 'til they fall

Guess you weren't His favorite after all

Feel like I'm God's favorite, they tell me I made it

For this lifestyle, I made promises I'm breakin', oh, oh, oh

For this lifestyle, I spent all my nights out

Married the trenches, I said my life vows

Mama, I'm too deep in, I might drown, oh, oh, oh

Like a quarterback, I stand in the field

I be thinkin' back like damn, shit was real, uh, uh

Thuggin' with my hoodie on, time to get my bully on

Crazy I feel good he gone, this new pack come from cooking strong

Adapted to my habitat, it's time to cut them fullies on

Better watch who you rappin' at, we kill shit just for lookin' wrong

Slidin' back to back in these double R's, we just came and got what was ours

Grindin' all day tryna slim my chances that I'd be stuck tomorrow

Fuck a job, trappin' all four seasons, shit ain't no facade

Hunt and rob, please excuse my demons or take that up with God

No, you can't halfway step, yeah, my lil' sliders, they crept

Only got half a face left, steady throwin' up signs like they deaf

And my shorty keep earning stripes, look like he tryna play ref

They just gon' keep burnin' pipes, them members'll die for they rep, gang

Guess you weren't His favorite after all