Pray 2 God
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god x 4
My nigga we get turnt up
Live inside this moment
I'm on another planet, I digested serotonin
Blowin' hydroponic my nigga fuck my opponents
Pass out way too fuckin' late and wake up early in the mornin'
I'm acting out my fears, but on these symphonies I'm blackin'
Cause how could I be sober and deal with all these distractions?
That's just how the fuck I do it
Get hype and lose control
It's a optical illusion if you find a nicer flow
I'm going ham
Bitch I'm going ham
If you don't like it, you don't fuckin' understand nigga, damn nigga
Wait 'til the day I got some money in my jeans
My whole clique up in this club look like we on a fuckin' team
Or like we own a team, that's Mark Cuban money
But I just want that I'm the Dictator of Cuba money
I'm 'bout to get it muthafuck who said I couldn't
So show me all the money my nigga that's Cuba Gooding huh?
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
My nigga I just wake up, get baked to make it back up
Back demons into corners, give me strength to make it back up
To where I was whenever in early 2011 when all the critics was lovin' it, tried to cop a percentage, ho
Random cities full of bitches who gon' feel me, let me feel em up and puff on marijuana from a philly, ho
Nights is fuckin' crazy
I write some ill shit daily
Lights is trippy, mood was wavy, bitches went, now niggas goin HAM
For Krewella
That's my family, those my niggas, man they bout to tour Europe
And everything that they doin', is everything that I shoulda
Shoulda blew up, shoulda made it, I keep on hearin' I coulda
And my time is comin' up, never runnin' out of time
I ain't runnin' out of nothin', but my muthafuckin mind
When I'm trippin'
I'm crazy nigga listen
Been through a bunch of bullshit
That's why my new shit sound kinda different nigga uh
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
Haa Ohhh x 2, Haa
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
My nigga we get turnt up
Live inside this moment
I'm on another planet, I digested serotonin
Blowin' hydroponic my nigga fuck my opponents
Pass out way too fuckin' late and wake up early in the mornin'
I'm acting out my fears, but on these symphonies I'm blackin'
Cause how could I be sober and deal with all these distractions?
That's just how the fuck I do it
Get hype and lose control
It's a optical illusion if you find a nicer flow
I'm going ham
Bitch I'm going ham
If you don't like it, you don't fuckin' understand nigga, damn nigga
Wait 'til the day I got some money in my jeans
My whole clique up in this club look like we on a fuckin' team
Or like we own a team, that's Mark Cuban money
But I just want that I'm the Dictator of Cuba money
I'm 'bout to get it muthafuck who said I couldn't
So show me all the money my nigga that's Cuba Gooding huh?
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
My nigga I just wake up, get baked to make it back up
Back demons into corners, give me strength to make it back up
To where I was whenever in early 2011 when all the critics was lovin' it, tried to cop a percentage, ho
Random cities full of bitches who gon' feel me, let me feel em up and puff on marijuana from a philly, ho
Nights is fuckin' crazy
I write some ill shit daily
Lights is trippy, mood was wavy, bitches went, now niggas goin HAM
For Krewella
That's my family, those my niggas, man they bout to tour Europe
And everything that they doin', is everything that I shoulda
Shoulda blew up, shoulda made it, I keep on hearin' I coulda
And my time is comin' up, never runnin' out of time
I ain't runnin' out of nothin', but my muthafuckin mind
When I'm trippin'
I'm crazy nigga listen
Been through a bunch of bullshit
That's why my new shit sound kinda different nigga uh
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
Haa Ohhh x 2, Haa
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
Pray to god, pray to god, pray to god, pray to god
I, I
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
I pray to god that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose, that my soul don't lose
Credits
Writer(s): Blyudoy Stan, Gibzen Louis, Tomlins Nathan K
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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