GODS FAVORITE SONG Lyrics

Bitch, Ima hide where god and the FBI can't find me

My fears right behind me

If I blow today this the last time you deny me

Prove em wrong or let em die, it ain't no way to guide me

Is he god or is he high E L I E just might be

I'm tired of talking about what I'ma do

Ain't going no where if you ain't making moves

I stay to myself, they don't know where I'm at

I'm plotting a billion, million racks

Check your self, then let that shit go

I'm tired of talking about all of my goals

Send me a link when that shit get put up

Just put in the work, what is there to discuss

To short to box with God

I'd rather buy glock 19 and go shoot at the sky

Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, 39HO that's all I got

Yeah, yeah, yeah, 39 times I prayed for this the fuck you thought

I spend it and I don't look twice,

I'm only on earth for one life

I'm trying to catch this high

Yeah, I'm trying to get my mind right

Yeah, I can hear them calling and calling

How do I let them know

I don't do this for no one, it's 39 lil Ho

How do I let them know

How do I let them know

How do I let them know

How do I let them know

Yeah, how do I let them know what I'm about, yeah

Yeah, how do I let them know I'm gon' get on, yeah

Yeah, how do I let them know I let shit go

Oh, don't count me out, I pray too many times

I think it's time I let these bitches know

I don't just put it on, I wear it till they send me envelopes

I say it till they knocking down the door

They never see me low, it's time I let them know

Yeah, It's 39LILHO