But Lord, I need you to wrap your arms around me Wrap your arms around with your mercy Lord, I need you to wrap your arms around me I give up on doing things my way Until everything's gonna be alright Oh When you said, give me a ring You really meant a ring, huh Turned out to be more than just a fling, huh Three hours to get back from Palm Springs, huh Who you know spend an hour in Walgreens, huh You know you'll always be my favorite prom queen Even when we in dad's shoes and mom jeans Too many complaints made it hard for me to think Would you shut up, I can't hear myself drink We used to do the freak like seven days a week It's the best collab since Taco Bell and KFC, uh Talk to me nicely, don't come at me loud You had a Benz of 16, I could barely afford an Audi How you gon' try to say sometimes it's not about me Man, I don't know what I would do without me Billionaire sport, step up to the court They rented a room, we bought the resort God got me, baby, God got the children The devil run the playground, but God on the building Time when silence a luxury Cussin' at your baby mama, guess that's why they call it custody God got us, baby, God got the children The devil run the playground, but God on the building Time and space is a luxury But you came here to show that you still in love with me Starting to feel like you ain't been happy for me lately Darling Remember when you used to come around and serenade me Oh-oh-oh But I guess it's gone different in a different direction lately Tryna do the right thing with the freedom that you gave me We is outta here Your gun, off safety Speak first, don't break me Harsh words, you're angry Lord, don't take me Oh-oh But Lord, I need you to wrap your arms around me Wrap your arms around with your mercy Lord, I need you to wrap your arms around me I give up on doing things my way Until everything's gonna be alright Oh-oh-oh We is outta here