God's Favorite - CRUCH CALHOUN, Dave East

Niggas looking at us sideways 'cause we major…

You know…

There’s a difference between the major leagues and the minor leagues, my nigga

(Hook)

Niggas looking at us sideways 'cause we major

Came up on a brick, but he ain’t gon' flush that when they raided

Balenciaga, Prada, ain’t none of my bitches basic

Love it or hate it, it don’t even matter, I’m God’s favorite

Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I’m faded

Fuck a block, if you tryna bet it, nigga, meet me in Vegas

I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing

Shots fired, niggas get to falling like they running from Jason

(Verse — Dave East)

She call me «Daddy» but I’m not her dad

Nigga, my cash

Run it back, she got a nine right in the trunk, got a mask

Run it up fast, I never thought it would last

Used to be stuck on the ave

Tryna hit bitches that I never seen, tryna drop cars that I never had

Gripping the ride, hope that I don’t get pulled over, I can’t be sitting inside

You think it’s impossible, give it a try, four and a half turn a whip to a nine

I done lost homies that’s still on my mind

Some of 'em died, some still alive

I’m tryna shine like the sun in the sky

Ain’t nothing like me, bitch, I’m one of a kind

Jail calls, won’t speak long

Cuz doing life told me keep going

All-white shells, shirt V long

I’ma lay low 'til the heat gone

Floor seats at the Heat game

I just want the money, I don’t need fame

Walked a hunnid miles in these uptown versus whole life for a bust down

(Hook)

Niggas looking at us sideways 'cause we major

Came up on a brick, but he ain’t gon' flush that when they raided

Balenciaga, Prada, ain’t none of my bitches basic

Love it or hate it, it don’t even matter, I’m God’s favorite

Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I’m faded

Fuck a block, if you tryna bet it, nigga, meet me in Vegas

I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing

Shots fired, niggas get to falling like they running from Jason

(Verse — Cruch Calhoun)

Plane land, now I’m back home, gotta grip it close when I slide

Baby mama keep coming crazy, gotta put that all to the side

Five hour flight, I was thinking 'bout money for the whole ride

Two hour Lyft, I was thinking 'bout money for the whole drive

Gotta ride with the real ones, not the ones that’s gon' hide

No, you pay attention to the details so it’s your fault if they slide on you

I can tell you 'cause I been through it, better cut 'em off if they lie to you

Same ones waving hi to you rather have your mother saying bye to you

I ain’t playing, had to say it twice, better cut 'em off if they lie to you

Truth hurts, I’ma kill 'em with it

Money first, ain’t no feelings in it

Stay ahead, I stay prepared, even when I lost, I was still winning

Tell the truth and they get offended

Time is money, I can’t spend a minute

Nigga

(Hook)

Niggas looking at us sideways 'cause we major

Came up on a brick, but he ain’t gon' flush that when they raided

Balenciaga, Prada, ain’t none of my bitches basic

Love it or hate it, it don’t even matter, I’m God’s favorite

Cameras help a nigga back out the driveway when I’m faded

Fuck a block, if you tryna bet it, nigga, meet me in Vegas

I might be jaded but all of this paper make me feel amazing

Shots fired, niggas get to falling like they running from Jason