[00:00.000] 作曲 : Taurus Bartlett/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou/Allen Ritter/Amelia Moore/Rob Nelson/Jonathan Bach/JP Clark/Ryan Bakalarczyk
[00:02.922] Everyone's an angel 'til they fall
[00:15.687] Guess you weren't His favorite after all
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[00:20.480] Feel like I'm I God's favorite, they tell me I made it
[00:25.521] For this lifestyle, I made promises I'm breakin', oh, oh, oh
[00:31.182] For this lifestyle, I spent all my nights out
[00:35.802] Married the trenches, I said my life vows
[00:39.079] Mama, I'm too deep in, I might drown, oh, oh, oh
[00:44.232] Like a quarterback, I stand in the field
[00:47.551] I be thinkin' back like damn, shit was real, uh, uh
[00:50.888] Thuggin' with my hoodie on, time to get my bully on
[00:54.093] Crazy I feel good he gone, this new pack come from cooking strong
[00:57.205] Adapted to my habitat, it's time the cut them fullies on
[01:00.426] Better watch who you rappin' at, we kill shit just for lookin' wrong
[01:03.593] Slidin' back to back in these double R's, we just came and got what was ours
[01:06.609] Grindin' all day tryna slim my chances that I'd be stuck tomorrow
[01:09.590] **** a job, trappin' all four seasons, shit ain't no facade
[01:12.731] Hunt him raw, please excuse my demons or take that up with God
[01:15.978] No, you can't halfway step, yeah, my lil' sliders, they crept
[01:19.119] Only got half a face left, steady throwin' up signs up like they deaf
[01:22.258] And my shorty keep earning stripes, look like he tryna play ref
[01:25.465] They just gon' keep burnin' pipes, them members'll die for they rep, gang
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[01:45.280] Guess you weren't His favorite after all

作曲 : Taurus Bartlett/Nikolas Papamitrou/Alexander Papamitrou/Allen Ritter/Amelia Moore/Rob Nelson/Jonathan Bach/JP Clark/Ryan Bakalarczyk
Everyone's an angel 'til they fall
Guess you weren't His favorite after all
Feel like I'm I 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 the 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
**** a job, trappin' all four seasons, shit ain't no facade
Hunt him raw, 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 up 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