Pray
Aye Looty no cap we not playing with these niggas
All 2020
OFTM shit
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
That's just how it be sometimes I down in need
Ain't got kids but I dogs so I got mouths to feed
I seen too many friendships end from small amounts of greed
I been through hell so nigga hell ain't where I'm bout to be
Outside looking in look like I'm running things
Smile on my face but my mind on a hundred things
Vices cost me stacks, I got habits I can't help
Told em show me my opponent my opponent just myself
Took some L's in the casino shook back easy like a free throw
Gon ball like dan Marino put my bitches in Moschino
I'm stacking up my c notes smoking fat ones wit my people
God ain't ever let me down when I need him
That's why
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
You gon hustle or complain, struggle or get some change
My words could dig a ditch my hustle could flip a train
My wrists could pull ya bitch, my neck could pull her friend
My pinky could make em strip, together we make a grip
Can't get caught up with these bitches these bitches'll make ya slip
Make ya think it's all gravy but gravy she tryna get
They don't, want see me win
Real beef, never see end
If they ever send threats
Then we, slide like DM's
I be, up on my hustle like greens collards or mustard
I need hunnids in my duffle pouring bubbly til it bubble
Tell these suckers they in trouble
If they ain't wit us then fuck em
I ain't trippin off of nothing cause I'm covered
That's why
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
All 2020
OFTM shit
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
That's just how it be sometimes I down in need
Ain't got kids but I dogs so I got mouths to feed
I seen too many friendships end from small amounts of greed
I been through hell so nigga hell ain't where I'm bout to be
Outside looking in look like I'm running things
Smile on my face but my mind on a hundred things
Vices cost me stacks, I got habits I can't help
Told em show me my opponent my opponent just myself
Took some L's in the casino shook back easy like a free throw
Gon ball like dan Marino put my bitches in Moschino
I'm stacking up my c notes smoking fat ones wit my people
God ain't ever let me down when I need him
That's why
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
You gon hustle or complain, struggle or get some change
My words could dig a ditch my hustle could flip a train
My wrists could pull ya bitch, my neck could pull her friend
My pinky could make em strip, together we make a grip
Can't get caught up with these bitches these bitches'll make ya slip
Make ya think it's all gravy but gravy she tryna get
They don't, want see me win
Real beef, never see end
If they ever send threats
Then we, slide like DM's
I be, up on my hustle like greens collards or mustard
I need hunnids in my duffle pouring bubbly til it bubble
Tell these suckers they in trouble
If they ain't wit us then fuck em
I ain't trippin off of nothing cause I'm covered
That's why
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
I pray to the lord
Bless me with some plays
I then took too many L's
And I ain't slept in days
Still spending fo' I get it
Still stuck in my ways
Addicted to the hustle
I got hustle in my veins
Credits
Writer(s): Kendal Banks
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