Mama Taught Me
Jake
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Momma left me at a younger age man But she taught me how to beat my problems Momma taught me how to pray How to pray yeah How to pray How to pray Beat your problems when your pray When you pray When you pray Boffman, look Phoney haters never knew that I pray to Jesus (Amen) The all mighty God who will break your body into pieces They know that I'm grinding for money They know that I'm digging the best No matter how bad I won't stop No matter how bad i won't stop Look, I body and shmurda these rappers ma nigga They ain't got no bars They always flexing with the cars that they renting my nigga They ain't no guap, reply if I'm wrong These rappers they lie in their songs I'm better than all of them anyway Buy some weed get me high then, we elevate Took a city just to raise a kid Now I'm 21, I gotta do it big I'm heading for the throne Whoever is sitting will be fucken thrown I told y'all niggas that I'm coming soon I'm done with school, I'm heading for the win Your favorite rappers do it for the bling They prolly asking, who the f*ck is this I'm Jakes the nigga, newest on the block I'm here to murder better call the cops And I ain't playing no games This game is dormant Gotta kill my opponents Momma left me young and daddy not around I hate to talk about it But I promise momma, I will make you proud This life is too much when you not around I'm glad you taught me how to beat my problems I just close my eyes and tell the one above Coz you taught me How to pray How to pray How to pray How to pray Beat your problems when you pray When you pray When you pray When you pray Momma taught me how to pray How to pray How to pray How to pray Beat your problems when pray When you pray When you pray When you pray Mom I've been praying for peace, damn I pray like you taught me I'm always face down on my knees, yeah I Hate that you left me But it was a way to be stronger though I hope that I'm making you proud Not the other way around Now I'm heading for the game And I'm not gonna change I just wanna be known in this way Not the fake shit And I don't mean no disrespect To niggas who always keep it real But I'm not sorry, to the fake ones With the fake rings and the fake chains Dammit keep it real I'm youngin Luther man I got a dream I'm grinding hard, I got the winning team 1630 where your nigga from And I will keep on preaching about it on a song Skinny nigga coming for the game I'm from a city where we bunking school To go and cop the kush I always had it, I just had to push I wasn't made but I was born dope Your favorite rappers man they will choke I could run the game with my eyes closed Don't f*ck around with a youngin like me Cause some niggas got hit on the same night I'm one of the best And I just might, school all these rappers And put them in seminars I ain't nice like I'm Bruno mars When you booming they call you cuz. I tweeted blaklez like a year ago He told me to murder these rappers I do it with no practice I follow my heart coz i got this How to pray How to pray How to pray How to pray Beat your problems when you pray When you pray When you pray When you pray Momma taught me how to pray How to pray How to pray How to pray Beat your problems when you pray When you pray When you pray When you pray
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