Prayer
Our Father in Heaven
Hallow be your name
Let your kingdom come
Let will be done on earth
As it is done in Heaven
Forgive us our trespasses
Yeah
Most importantly
Give us today our daily bread
Forgive us our trespasses
As we don forgive who they owe us
I grew up in the ghetto
Warri in the south side
And for the ones when dey tempt us
Oluwa lead us not into temptation
Am on the road yeah
It's not like I ain't gat a home yeah
Tryna get used to the street life
Mama dey house they wait uh oh
We steady on the road we dey grind
It's not like that I am doing shit for myself
I got a lot of people weighing on my shoulders
Ah ah
For where I come from
We Only got few millionaires
So when you're young and making money them go call u thief
When you're young and making it
Better be careful money dey come with enemies, enemies
Ye, but as you see me so
We go make money in any means
We go stuck the money tall till the celling come
I gave u my heart, u ain't feel it?
Then it is what it is
This shit is gonna be hard on some listeners
Though there are some shits I cannot mention
There are bissh I fvck for the erection
Told my brother we gon rock the gucci clothes
For the days we ain't got no clothes to wear
We gon live in a bigger mansion
For the days we have no place to sleep
I ain't even doing this for myself
I ain't doing this for myself
I gave you my heart and you broke it
I ain't trusting no bitch again
You should never have done this
You should never have done this
Now my head is above the water
I can't trust any fvcking soul
Shit touched my soul
Feel like a nigga baptized
So, I thought you were an angel
I Didn't even know I coulda trust ya
I'm standing under the rain
Am out here alone, yeah
I try to give you my heart girl
You couldn't feel it
You were so blind with this love
You couldn't see it
I Have been hurt so many times
Love is just a word to me
It is what it is
Many niggas steady hating
I had my chance you know
I gotta grab it
You had your chance you turn around to diss me
Ain't no trusting no goofy hoes
I'm gonna be real to my skeleton
You understand the storm when its coming
After the sun comes with rain oh
Soon money will be coming down like raindrops
Having you all my life was a blessing
The grind is real you know that
I Dey hustle
Mama dey wait o
Say make I bring the money come o
Hallow be your name
Let your kingdom come
Let will be done on earth
As it is done in Heaven
Forgive us our trespasses
Yeah
Most importantly
Give us today our daily bread
Forgive us our trespasses
As we don forgive who they owe us
I grew up in the ghetto
Warri in the south side
And for the ones when dey tempt us
Oluwa lead us not into temptation
Am on the road yeah
It's not like I ain't gat a home yeah
Tryna get used to the street life
Mama dey house they wait uh oh
We steady on the road we dey grind
It's not like that I am doing shit for myself
I got a lot of people weighing on my shoulders
Ah ah
For where I come from
We Only got few millionaires
So when you're young and making money them go call u thief
When you're young and making it
Better be careful money dey come with enemies, enemies
Ye, but as you see me so
We go make money in any means
We go stuck the money tall till the celling come
I gave u my heart, u ain't feel it?
Then it is what it is
This shit is gonna be hard on some listeners
Though there are some shits I cannot mention
There are bissh I fvck for the erection
Told my brother we gon rock the gucci clothes
For the days we ain't got no clothes to wear
We gon live in a bigger mansion
For the days we have no place to sleep
I ain't even doing this for myself
I ain't doing this for myself
I gave you my heart and you broke it
I ain't trusting no bitch again
You should never have done this
You should never have done this
Now my head is above the water
I can't trust any fvcking soul
Shit touched my soul
Feel like a nigga baptized
So, I thought you were an angel
I Didn't even know I coulda trust ya
I'm standing under the rain
Am out here alone, yeah
I try to give you my heart girl
You couldn't feel it
You were so blind with this love
You couldn't see it
I Have been hurt so many times
Love is just a word to me
It is what it is
Many niggas steady hating
I had my chance you know
I gotta grab it
You had your chance you turn around to diss me
Ain't no trusting no goofy hoes
I'm gonna be real to my skeleton
You understand the storm when its coming
After the sun comes with rain oh
Soon money will be coming down like raindrops
Having you all my life was a blessing
The grind is real you know that
I Dey hustle
Mama dey wait o
Say make I bring the money come o
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Writer(s): Kida Millz
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