Released on February 6, 2019

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Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery

Brody told me pray so he don't pull a armed robbery

I'm prayin' for a pound to boost my personal economy

If prayer ain't working then I doubt that God'll hire me

I'm raisin' hell like it's the son to me now, scorch an angels wing out

Just to flip 4 quarters like cheerleaders, tryna hold the team down

Lead us to the G like 4 quarts, tryin' to run my green miles

That's a paper chase, when you really wanna live your dreams out

Have that future mansion covered like it grew a beard out, with my stash connected

Just to make another Goal to T out

Earn somethin' nigga, before them ashes catch 'em in a urn lil' nigga

Fuck takin' regrets with ya, rather take a check

Hundred bands, plenty majorettes

For niggas playin' wit that chicken, we got extra drum sticks

Ready to tear a wall down if they try to Trump it

Horn sounds, gather round

Gods reign in this bitch

Tell 'em Pray (Uh)

Prayin' for a crib behind the gates (Huh)

Prayin' for a million in my safe (Huh) Prayin' for a way (Huh)

Pray I never blend in with the fake, and I pray I'll never be a mans prey (Amen nigga)

Pray! (Uh)

Prayin' for a crib behind the gates (Huh)

Prayin' for a million in my safe (Huh) Prayin' for a way (Huh)

Pray I never blend in with the fake, and I pray I'll never be a mans prey! (Amen niggas)

Everything is on time when you move at God speed

This exactly what I feel that I need like Visine

Make it clear for niggas, when you shit it shows they can't equate

Thought I built the solar systems by the way I make space

To keep all that fuckin' hate outside a G like F and H (Huh)

Blessed beyond measure hoe ya ruler couldn't gauge (Huh)

Could've been Humane Society how niggas catching strays

So my focus is entirely on stayin' out the way

And suffocating all my bills until they blue in the face

Nowadays, I'd rather reap the fortune than the fame

But if the sacrifice is camera lights then put me in the game

Faith ain't connect with fate when you stopped workin' for what you prayed

And realize the Devils job is more important than they say

To see the shit I'm prayin' for and stand in my way

So I pray (Uh)

Prayin' for a crib behind the gates (Huh)

Prayin' for a million in my safe (Huh) Prayin' for a way (Huh)

Pray I never blend in with the fake, and I pray I'll never be a mans prey (Amen nigga)

Prayin' for a crib behind the gates (Huh)

Prayin' for a million in my safe (Huh) Prayin' for a way (Huh)

Pray I never blend in with the fake, and I pray I'll never be a mans prey (Amen niggas)

(Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery

Momma, Momma, Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery

Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery

Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery

Momma told me say a prayer she'll hit the lottery)