Pray For Us

Yo IV, Do the magic
Grah, Grah
Die 4's
OG's the fuck up

When I step out the crib mama pray for me
I be bugging, not with nothing
Niggas be talking but really be bluffing
How you up it, didn't bust it
Dissing on bro and there come repercussions
Spin that block and we clear out the function
Graah, graah, graah, gang-gang-gang

Told my niggas to pray for me I'm really sinning
I really did niggas dirty
Gotta walk on my opps with a 30
Told my mother she don't gotta worry
I'm not gon be the nigga getting buried
Cause I'm different
See the opps and you know that we clicking
Bdot my brother touch him and we blitzing, on gang

Niggas switched up, now I'm doley
Not gon lie we got booked for the stoley
Seen a couple niggas and they copped it
Talked on my father now I gotta pop it

Throw them hands, it get different
Playing dirty something like the pistons
Bando a bitch why you steady dissing
Catch your sister she gon end up missing

I get mad take a trip down the block
See all them niggas I still let it flock (don't run)
How you mad, you got popped
Time to get back niggas know how we rock
Rock em' to sleep, like a baby
We Get jiggy, on the daily
Spin through that block onto war like the navy
Throwing shots, feeling like I'm Brady (bow)

When I step out that crib mama pray for me
I be bugging, not with nothing
Niggas be talking but really be bluffing (uh-huhh)
How you up it, didn't bust it
Dissing on bro and there repercussions
Spin that block and we clear out the function
Graah, graah, graah, gang-gang-gang

When I step out that crib mama pray for me
I be bugging, not with nothing
Niggas be talking but really be bluffing
How you up it, didn't bust it
Dissing on bro and there repercussions
Spin that block and we clear out the function
Graah, graah, graah, gang-gang-gang



Credits
Writer(s): Hanyang Lu, Reyflock Gz
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