Gods Favorite (feat. 92’Riot)

They hate I'm a star, I can't lie, man, the hatin' is hard One of the few niggas out here bringin' gangstas to god It's on now, time to start writin' these songs down Dough tellin' me just calm down, this all in God's plan As time goes, leave it in God's hands Wisdom for the lonely and scarred man We used to have hard grams Till I put together this large plan That started as a group, but they all ran I'm still on bullshit, who said it can't be taught That's bullshit, from the 40s, different 40s I walk with But I'm no tough guy, just got a hard time tryin' to trust guys My lines hit and feel like a dust high My Perspective is one in a bill Independent business might f*ck up the deal And I'm loved by the niggas they wanted to kill Greatness, all I'm tryin' to do is find patience Cause what I'm supposed to do if the time's wasted F*ck it, I'll die chasin Fore' I'm listenin' to a nigga behind payments Or a rat that think he can rewind statements We talkin' about God's favorites They don't even want me to win They Can't Do what I do, so don't speak on what I need They can't move how I move I make hit after hit Gotta keep one by my side just to live the way I live I done seen some niggas lose their lives to the worst shit Married to the streets, but that's when death started flirtin Had to see some niggas lose their lives to the worst shit Married to the game, but that's when gifts turn to curses Keys to the Vs, they kno we do it first Feed to the streets, all they need is my word I was down, I was hurt, in the ground, in the dirt Had to find my way around, there was no time for movin' nervous Just me and voice of the ghetto Runnin' shit, need a medal Poppin' shit like it's kettle Cause I got stones in my bezel F*ck if they hatin Had to fix my fear, knowin' don't nobody care Can't be everybody's favorite