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I feel like god's favorite I feel like three hoes, two fifths And I'm whipping the lot vacant I feel like waking up we never gave a fuck I'm on the clock wasted I feel like going up, blowing up Call it the money you not making Feel like the boss in the sauce that I got Prolly could get Tracey Ross naked I been [?] chasing in the palm to the lot but that's not patience We done lost traces with the bogus Fuck little rock faces, I'm on boulders Man, ill from my birth, still getting colder The real been in still, since I was missing my molars Been up in the works, sipping this solo While they smoke the dirt that I dust off my shoulders Say I sound like (WHO?) You sound like broke [?] She can get chose It's not what it seems What's a god to a king What's a king to a job What's a job to a scheme I need pot and some [?] And they dropping the beam Letras de cancionesFood for the thought turn crop for the team Fresher to death like I'm off of your team They ask how I feel "Oh, you talking to me?" Shit I feel like God's favorite Feel like I'm chosen Double the dosage Let's get the pot shaking I feel like Moses, dippin' my toes in Don't get your spot taken Look at the past, and look at what happened I feel like God's favorite I must be God's favorite Feel like I'm God's fav Lost weight I make that cost change Top rate Throw in that phosphate High taste I make that broad fame Walk straight? (Nah) Dropping like how's your job ain't Stop it like this shit and call game Brought the pro club like it's all saints Got the Arizona's looking Balmain Hit the pause, face one Ay Tyler we brothers You kidding this shit strictly business like buff it away Cuzzy that wrote on my lunch in LA Nosey back home with his [?} in the bape I did one dirty they did me the same This shit don't concern me It ain't bout no pay Pick by the hand, gotta listen to man's And I know who I am Bitch I feel like I'm God's favorite Feel like I'm chosen Double the dosage Let's get the pot shaking I feel like Moses, dippin' my toes in Don't get your spot taken Look at the past, and look at what happened I feel like God's favorite I must be God's favorite I feel like God's favorite Feel like I'm chosen Double the dosage Let's get the pot shaking I feel like Moses, dippin' my toes in Don't get your spot taken Look at the past, and look at what happened I feel like God's favorite I must be God's favorite I feel like... I feel like... I feel like... From Letras Mania