Pray For Me

ForeignGotEm

I grew up with the robbers and the felons
And they just got my dawg for eleven ki's
Remember I was sittin' on the boulevard
Now I'm flyin' tall over the seven seas
And I hate my little brother had to call me
Collect i just wanna fast forward to
Us all on the jet
Got some time 'cause he tried to
Play his cards in the deck
I done got so high I might fall off the jet
Woah my AP got a skeleton, woah
And I still pull up in my section, woah
The way he tote the chopper
Gotta quit the talk
Some my niggas died at the corner store
The opps'll let the choppa spay for no reason
My best friend died ain't I know the meaning
That's why I been ballin' for four seasons
Nigga how you got the sauce
And ain't got no seasoning?

I know my grandmomma pray for me
I know my grandmomma pray for me
And I know my momma still pray for me
I know my momma still pray for me
Yeah, I know my grandmomma pray for me
And know my grandmomma pray for me
I know my momma she gon' pray for me
I know my momma she gon' pray for me

I ain't goin' back to church
Ever since I seen my dawg
Inside the casket I been, hurt
I thank God it ain't worse
'Cause we was slidin' not no niggas
Had to pay for it i want a billion
I told my momma to pray for it
'Cause we was trappin' and baggin'
Down to make more
And I'ma shoot out to Venus
I know it's miles away
I barely made out the struggle
I came from 'round the way i, I
Pull up in the parkin' lot with the Cullinan
I just pray to God I don't never fall off

I know my grandmomma pray for me
I know my grandmomma pray for me
And I know my momma still pray for me
I know my momma still pray for me
Yeah, I know my grandmomma pray for me
I know my grandmomma pray for me
I know my momma she gon' pray for me
I know my momma she gon' pray for me

Cullinan
You niggas want mine, dead they ass more
If I could meet the Devil what could ask for?
If I could see God what would ask for?
Poppin' shit

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