Pray For Cartier
Aye Jay punch me in!
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me no
You can't talk down on me no
You is not my homie
When they dissin don't come for me
I spent 4 5 in a day
On my 4 5 no play
When I'm hanging out that whip
Grab yo bitch
Or I'm gon take her fast
Shake it fast
When she see this cash boy she gon shake that ass Up it first
Don't throw no stones when yo house made of glass
My bitch said don't do it
I said bae dat boy don't get no pass
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining
why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
Then you see me play yo tape for me
They so fucked in a rut
I was stuck then made some bands
I count commas commas commas
Them my motherfuckin friends
Now they bussing out my pants I was born to get some loot
I don't politic with niggas
I don't clique up or recruit
Air ones and a jumper
Go to work and that's my suit
Niggas love to fucking talk
But they don't never fucking shoot
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
Niggas broke but now they blaming me
Talking motion they ain't moving
Yelling dubs but they be losing
Say they up i seen em snoozing How it's yours but you be mooching
Niggas doing all that cap
She was down to take that ride Niggas say that they outside
But when we out I guess they hide
I can't trip about no bitch
I got too much fucking pride
You can't say you really done it cause I laid it on the line
Who gon pray no who gon pray
Who done helped me make a band when i didn't have no fucking way
I did that shit by myself What more can I fucking say
What more do these niggas want
These the games my niggas play
Who gon pray no who gon pray
Who done helped me make a band when i didn't have no
fucking way
I did that shit by myself
What more can I fucking say
What more do these niggas want
Boy these the games my niggas play
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
No you can't talk down on me
You is not my homie
When they dissin don't come for me
I spent 4 5 in a day
On my 4 5 no play
When I'm hanging out that whip
Grab yo bitch
Or I'm gon take her fast
Shake it fast
When she see this cash boy she gon shake that ass
Up it first
Don't throw no stones when yo house made of glass
My bitch said don't do it
I said bae dat boy don't get no pass
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me no
You can't talk down on me no
You is not my homie
When they dissin don't come for me
I spent 4 5 in a day
On my 4 5 no play
When I'm hanging out that whip
Grab yo bitch
Or I'm gon take her fast
Shake it fast
When she see this cash boy she gon shake that ass Up it first
Don't throw no stones when yo house made of glass
My bitch said don't do it
I said bae dat boy don't get no pass
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining
why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
Then you see me play yo tape for me
They so fucked in a rut
I was stuck then made some bands
I count commas commas commas
Them my motherfuckin friends
Now they bussing out my pants I was born to get some loot
I don't politic with niggas
I don't clique up or recruit
Air ones and a jumper
Go to work and that's my suit
Niggas love to fucking talk
But they don't never fucking shoot
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
Niggas broke but now they blaming me
Talking motion they ain't moving
Yelling dubs but they be losing
Say they up i seen em snoozing How it's yours but you be mooching
Niggas doing all that cap
She was down to take that ride Niggas say that they outside
But when we out I guess they hide
I can't trip about no bitch
I got too much fucking pride
You can't say you really done it cause I laid it on the line
Who gon pray no who gon pray
Who done helped me make a band when i didn't have no fucking way
I did that shit by myself What more can I fucking say
What more do these niggas want
These the games my niggas play
Who gon pray no who gon pray
Who done helped me make a band when i didn't have no
fucking way
I did that shit by myself
What more can I fucking say
What more do these niggas want
Boy these the games my niggas play
Who gon pray for me
They see me out here shining why they hate on me
You can't talk down on me
No you can't talk down on me
You is not my homie
When they dissin don't come for me
I spent 4 5 in a day
On my 4 5 no play
When I'm hanging out that whip
Grab yo bitch
Or I'm gon take her fast
Shake it fast
When she see this cash boy she gon shake that ass
Up it first
Don't throw no stones when yo house made of glass
My bitch said don't do it
I said bae dat boy don't get no pass
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