PRAY AGAIN
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
I used to stash my pack
inside my granny house
We was broke
but a I going for no hand me downs
You try to take this here
And on my baby
We gon hand em rounds
Nigga this that 36
Ain't no standing down
I tell all my niggas that
I love em before I lock the door
Just lock and load
Cause niggas bold
When their stocks is low
All these niggas want the smoke
But won't blow the pipe
Bitch I'm riding with the reaper
Taking souls tonight
On my daddy
I ain't never been a bitch for shit
I had a dream that a nigga got rich as shit
They took my dawg
Now a nigga feeling discontent
Michael Jackson with a scale
Nigga this is it
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
They told have a heart
That bitch is cold asf
Some how I step in side this booth
And just open up
With something tucked
I had to say a good prayer for my competition
As Gods my witness
I ain't never have a pot to piss in
Now I'm winning
Certain niggas want your head dawg
Still breathing
better go and get your bread dawg
My daddy died
Lately I've been on the edge dawg
P89
Taking henny to the head dawg
Afraid to lose
I ain't never been a bitch for shit
I had a dream that a nigga got rich as shit
They killed my dawg
Now a nigga feeling discontent
Phil Jackson with a scale
Nigga 6 for 6
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
I used to stash my pack
inside my granny house
We was broke
but a I going for no hand me downs
You try to take this here
And on my baby
We gon hand em rounds
Nigga this that 36
Ain't no standing down
I tell all my niggas that
I love em before I lock the door
Just lock and load
Cause niggas bold
When their stocks is low
All these niggas want the smoke
But won't blow the pipe
Bitch I'm riding with the reaper
Taking souls tonight
On my daddy
I ain't never been a bitch for shit
I had a dream that a nigga got rich as shit
They took my dawg
Now a nigga feeling discontent
Michael Jackson with a scale
Nigga this is it
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
They told have a heart
That bitch is cold asf
Some how I step in side this booth
And just open up
With something tucked
I had to say a good prayer for my competition
As Gods my witness
I ain't never have a pot to piss in
Now I'm winning
Certain niggas want your head dawg
Still breathing
better go and get your bread dawg
My daddy died
Lately I've been on the edge dawg
P89
Taking henny to the head dawg
Afraid to lose
I ain't never been a bitch for shit
I had a dream that a nigga got rich as shit
They killed my dawg
Now a nigga feeling discontent
Phil Jackson with a scale
Nigga 6 for 6
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
Sometimes I feel ignored
I had to pray again
If you hop off in this bitch
You better play to win
I was tryna make a bag
And you was making friends
I wake up to the trap
Like let the games begin
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