Praise God - Sped Up
Praise God, bro
Praise God
Praise God
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face, if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope He save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God
Praise God (praise God, praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High (yeah)
Bow my head, brush my teeth and before I go to sleep (whoa)
Take a knee, you can't Colin Kaep' a nigga, fuck the league (whoa)
It's a fast race, was in last place, up the speed (look)
It's a bag chase, cut the sad face and fuck with me (look)
See, who laugh last, I'm just sayin' He a GOD
Me, I'm JID, just like I pray for you, you pray for me
In this game of thieves, I just do the most and say the least
But I get paid the most, a quarter-mill' a show, I think it's cheap
Gotta play it slow, I heard that Jesus died at 33
Boosie said, "You're past 25, you're an OG"
More the reason, I thank the Most High for the blessings that be
With my head to the sky, stress could blow away with the weed
And I read in the bible, men lie, sin, and repeat
So I repent, another night spent, BB and CC whinin' in the bent'
Mirror window tint, airin' out the indo' scent
Do that shit for niggas rootin' for me and the ones against
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope He save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High (sheesh)
Before you hit the top, lose hope and feel powerless (uh-huh)
Gotta remember, even Jesus had 12 followers (ah)
This that Prodigy and Alchemist, Premiere, and Gang Starr
They want you smokin' PCP, doin' PPP bank frauds (ah)
Faith and action make miracles, I'm un-comparable
I got it out of Africa, they laughed, that's hysterical (haha)
When that money ran dry, shorty striked like a cobra
Took the L out of lover and I told her it was over (whoo)
Oscar Robinson, I do it all, alhamdulillah
Pray for peace and stay away from smoke, 'cause I get too involved (bah-bah-bah)
Bruno Mars, come with hand grenades, jump the barricades
Duckin' 12, like a half a day, let that marinate
"Pray for me" on my neck, never ratted, thank God
Even losses, I ain't lose, learn somethin' every time
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope he save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High
(Coke Boy, baby)
Praise God
Praise God
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face, if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope He save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God
Praise God (praise God, praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High (yeah)
Bow my head, brush my teeth and before I go to sleep (whoa)
Take a knee, you can't Colin Kaep' a nigga, fuck the league (whoa)
It's a fast race, was in last place, up the speed (look)
It's a bag chase, cut the sad face and fuck with me (look)
See, who laugh last, I'm just sayin' He a GOD
Me, I'm JID, just like I pray for you, you pray for me
In this game of thieves, I just do the most and say the least
But I get paid the most, a quarter-mill' a show, I think it's cheap
Gotta play it slow, I heard that Jesus died at 33
Boosie said, "You're past 25, you're an OG"
More the reason, I thank the Most High for the blessings that be
With my head to the sky, stress could blow away with the weed
And I read in the bible, men lie, sin, and repeat
So I repent, another night spent, BB and CC whinin' in the bent'
Mirror window tint, airin' out the indo' scent
Do that shit for niggas rootin' for me and the ones against
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope He save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High (sheesh)
Before you hit the top, lose hope and feel powerless (uh-huh)
Gotta remember, even Jesus had 12 followers (ah)
This that Prodigy and Alchemist, Premiere, and Gang Starr
They want you smokin' PCP, doin' PPP bank frauds (ah)
Faith and action make miracles, I'm un-comparable
I got it out of Africa, they laughed, that's hysterical (haha)
When that money ran dry, shorty striked like a cobra
Took the L out of lover and I told her it was over (whoo)
Oscar Robinson, I do it all, alhamdulillah
Pray for peace and stay away from smoke, 'cause I get too involved (bah-bah-bah)
Bruno Mars, come with hand grenades, jump the barricades
Duckin' 12, like a half a day, let that marinate
"Pray for me" on my neck, never ratted, thank God
Even losses, I ain't lose, learn somethin' every time
Made it from the bottom, brought my city with me (ayy)
Got it on my own, nobody did it for me (ayy)
Don't throw it in my face if you did it for me (ayy)
I still pray to God, hope he save her for me (whoo)
Told her, "Give me time," she ain't listen
Now go, tell 'em when I die, I'm a legend (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise God (praise God)
Praise to the Most High
(Coke Boy, baby)
Credits
Writer(s): Karim Kharbouch, Destin Route
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