Pray For the Pigeon
She not trying sh... I just don't have
Uh
The. the tools
I need your help
This is the help that you could not loan give... give me
Cause you know you not gonna give me anything
No
So
I just need
You to help
It's all
Air
My boy
Yeah
Seven
Rather talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
Hardly ever do breaks
If I did that was that now its back to the money
Any problem I had, I ain't running from nothing
Its hunt or be hunted
Just my tainted perspective
Life chose me an elective
Guess it knew like a freshman
Hard to say whats impressive
I be counting my blessings
Dirty flow that hoe prolly infected
These boys be obvious, dance for the audience
Big Seven the golden discretion
Working on my Tolerance
Gathering my Offering
Even though I can't say its domestic
And these Boys be blocking like Tetris
Only option keep chasing the lettuce
Talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
Rather talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
Uh
The. the tools
I need your help
This is the help that you could not loan give... give me
Cause you know you not gonna give me anything
No
So
I just need
You to help
It's all
Air
My boy
Yeah
Seven
Rather talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
Hardly ever do breaks
If I did that was that now its back to the money
Any problem I had, I ain't running from nothing
Its hunt or be hunted
Just my tainted perspective
Life chose me an elective
Guess it knew like a freshman
Hard to say whats impressive
I be counting my blessings
Dirty flow that hoe prolly infected
These boys be obvious, dance for the audience
Big Seven the golden discretion
Working on my Tolerance
Gathering my Offering
Even though I can't say its domestic
And these Boys be blocking like Tetris
Only option keep chasing the lettuce
Talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
Rather talk bout a bag
From rag to rich
It pull on my spirit
When you see me with it, don't ask where I get it
Ask how I did it
I'm from pushing my limit
Even when it was rigid
You can love from a distance
Pray for the pigeon
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Writer(s): Terry Williams, Othello Kwaidah
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