Prayers

These past few days i've been praying a lot
Shit ain't really been the same at the spot
Fuck a nine to five ima get it now
Jumpin' in and out of town
Hit my niggas line like whats the move
Gain a couple pounds now I gotta move
Holdin' shit down I do it for my niggas
2K19 we all getting figures

No time nowadays, not even a minute
10k for bail, now we really gotta get it
No time for playing games, get it how you live it
Now I got the vision, man i swear i'm dreaming vivid
Staying up late in the city of the sin
City get me paid man I swear I love this shit
Smoke it to the face, I ain't passing to no fiend
Nigga it's no cap, I got the best in the scene

Stressin' in my head, gotta coup with it
Gettin' to the bread, how I deal with it
Bad bitch in the coupe, that we swervin' in
Make your rent in a day, then I re again
Stressin' in my head, gotta coup with it
Gettin' to the bread, how I deal with it
Bad bitch in the coupe, that we swervin' in
Make your rent in a day, then I re again

She a real bad bitch, she gon' send me her location
She gon' take this dick, she bring it back no hesitation

Whole squad blow loud like dynamite
Lost some real niggas off that china white
Doc said liver ain't running right
Said it must be from that lean and sprite

Ran off on the plug, Yea he must be living life
6 shots to the body, now he can't sleep at night
I pray to the lord that he get my niggas right
And I speak to the angels, to protect me from the demons in the night (in the night)
This nine on the waist gon' bite (gon' bite)
Indoor got me feeling real right (real right)
Six star to the face night night

Stressin' in my head, gotta coup with it
Gettin' to the bread, how I deal with it
Bad bitch in the coupe, that we swervin' in
Make your rent in a day, then I re again
Stressin' in my head, gotta coup with it
Gettin' to the bread, how I deal with it
Bad bitch in the coupe, that we swervin' in
Make your rent in a day, then I re again



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