Prayers (feat. 2g Trench Baby & MOB O.G.E)

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Lately ain’t been feeling right, guess no more saying prayers
Trynna fight shit on my own, with no help like a king slayer
Tried to put trust in a lil bitch, might as well just kept it player
And shout out big cuz Quan, with them yaks in Florida like a gator
Got two sides to me, one be Yoda and the other Vader
Scoring all eleven in the fourth, just like I’m McNeal Tayler
Tell the bro’s I love em when I skate, ain’t no more see you later
Know they hate, the love be fake, soon as they seen I got some paper
Got to saying prayers and start think bout my life and shit
Might just roll the dice with this, know I can’t hit twice with this
Niggas out here rodents, know he folding, might turn mice and shit
Getting active just because, but I know I can risk my life with this
Now I’m Hellcat floating, smoking dope so I can ease the pain
And get my pops from overseas, that shit just make me go insane
You wasn’t in that crib with me in couches, looking for some change
Now I’m up ahead of the game
My name be Blue, know what’s the deal, I say that shit with pride nigga
Told grandma that I’m coming ,this my year, yeah, it’s my time nigga
Told granny that I’m still her baby boy and I’m gone shine nigga
Told pops and ma dukes that I’m off my ass
And I’m gone grind nigga, yeah ain’t no more rainy days
They all laughed when I struggled, now I flex we getting paid
Trynna up my racks, f*ck a kickback and trynna get laid
And put the family on and the pave the way, so we see better days
Need to call my people, been a minute since I checked on em
Lately patients getting real thin, put the crest up on em
He ain’t on that, he just gone stare, like a case, we gone step on em
Im a just say my grace and gone head put the reverend on em
Can’t play no smaller roll it’s all Love, but I’m not Kevin homie
Balling like I’m Wall, in Kentucky, had eleven on em
Call up Duke, you think it’s sweet, he gone head pull the weapon on you
And we step with 23 MOB, we gone put that weapon on you
Run up in yo shit and we gone take it, or we gone step on you
Where I’m coming from six deep, nigga we be six feet
I’m 1400, GMG, nigga we carry big heat
With a couple niggas from the Norf, but you know me nigga I’m throwing Big C’s
Won’t trip bout a bitch or a no case nigga, I’m still out here blowing big trees
I don’t really f*ck with you, yeah
I told my niggas put my trust in you
I do my dance up in this bitch, don’t make em buss at you, yeah
Whole world know what’s up with who, yeah
Aye, momma pray for me
Yeah, I know I made you cry
But I can’t let these niggas take from me
Yeah yeah, naw naw naw
Momma pray for me
Yeah, I know I made you cry
But I can’t let these niggas take from me
Yeah
Momma pray for me
Yeah, I know I made you cry
But I can’t let these niggas take from me
Yeah naw, naw naw naw

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