Pray 4 Me

Nigga, nigga, yeah, Juan, Juan, I'm Mr. Juan, man
Cheap bars, nigga, cheap bars, nigga Cheap bars, nigga, I say pray for it, man
Say pray for it, man, I say, I say, I say pray for it, man
I say pray for it, man, I say pray for it, me, I'm finna leave the

city Come back with them grams, I ain't even bring
my Digi I got loves, I got highs for a good tiggy
Spendin' back and forth all the time like a damn fidget
Pray for me that the troopers don't get behind us

Tell their ass I'm not your last, nigga, y'all have to remind me
So many down files in the tuck, I'ma need a bind
This ain't my damn last song, I'ma fuckin' grind it
Where my guitar at? I'm a fuckin' track star

I be playin' with that soft, but you know that I got hard
Bane tried to run off, but he ain't get far
Pay me in cash, lil' nigga, fuck a gift card
Pray for me that the Taz don't get us

Shut that nigga up, now his people screamin', get up
I make deliveries, I'm somethin' like a pickup
I know his niggas wanna kill me, main reason, keep my stick to it
Nigga, I been shittin' hard just like a baby

With my nice guard face, nigga, fuck you
Pay me, I be on the road daily
Tryna bring back them grits, I got Cuban on my neck
Look like froze-ass piss, shit, fuck

Nigga, I ain't want it in, so don't charge
Don't wanna keep shit talkin' till I got my own type beat
Stay away from the fuckin' feds they tryna find
Only thing I see is money, goddamn, I think I'm blinded

I think I need some glasses, I don't see fuck shit
I shop for this and I'm the gang, nigga, fuck him
Michael Jordan, when I see them niggas, I be like Buckham
Can't touch me, I be ridin' with my lil' ten

I see through these fuck niggas, I'm like partin
I could never switch on my team, I ain't James Harden
My bitch callin' me up, I'm like, why the fuck you startin'
We got bottles of that pint, this ain't no bartend

Switchin' on the Glock, yeah, we screamin' fucked up
Can't be huggin' with these niggas, they be talkin' to the cops
I throw bass in hella drops, these niggas know we out here stakin
I'm on cheap props, nigga, he ain't never gon' make it up

Recently, there been shootings in my city
Don't blame us, but you know we get busy
Nigga, I been out the way, stayin' low, I been grittin
I'm a handyman with these drugs, I can get the fixin

When I made it from the bottom, got it straight up out the clicksin
I try and tell these stupid niggas, but they ain't wanna listen
I'm around with a Barty, bitch, he ain't Cardi
Fuck a Polaroid, nigga, I don't go to parties

Bitch, I be servin', I stay clean, but I'm out here sellin' dirty
When a nigga broke, he ain't even got no word
When this shit beggin' and called, I ain't talkin' bout McFlurry
Niggas want, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas



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Writer(s): Luh Jlo
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