GOD'S COUNTRY
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la) watchin' in
(La, la, la, la)
Only one watching in, yeah (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
It ain't up to you no more (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
God Country, this is war (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Wakin' up, I see the light
I been drunk and it's alright
I took a drive to clear my mental
Would tint the whip but it's a bike
It's demon time, I got it on me (on me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (psyche)
It's hot as hell, but we're the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every -, you decide, choice is yours (yeah)
The butterfly reflect the doors
I hit the gas and metamorph
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
Hundred thousand pack the fans
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands
Need more spaces where we jam
In God's Country with the fam'
Yeah, woah
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la) watchin' in
(La, la, la, la)
Only one watching in, yeah (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
It ain't up to you no more (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
God Country, this is war (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Wakin' up, I see the light
I been drunk and it's alright
I took a drive to clear my mental
Would tint the whip but it's a bike
It's demon time, I got it on me (on me)
Might earn a teardrop overnight
Wear Louis shades to block my psyche (psyche)
It's hot as hell, but we're the ice
You in God's Country, not in Montgomery
Go Ted Bundy, then go home and play Al Bundy
The card black and you know it got a sky limit
I make a mill' every -, you decide, choice is yours (yeah)
The butterfly reflect the doors
I hit the gas and metamorph
Couldn't get this shit off credit score
Hundred thousand pack the fans
Got 'em jumpin' with no hands
Need more spaces where we jam
In God's Country with the fam'
Yeah, woah
(La, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
Ooh-ooh (la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la)
Credits
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Kanye Omari West, Samuel Gloade, Dezmeon Wright
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