F*ck what niggas talking bout they better pray for me
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
And Its crazy how a nigga got in first place
You niggas in last that's the worst place
We was so broke that hurt mane
Aye
Rip my guys on a shirt mane
Aye
And I pray to god that I make it out the trenches
Yeah I pray to god that my niggas out fences
Always in the game we ain't never on the benches
Cell get out we gone break the f*cking entrance
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Aye
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Ayee
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Get up out my way I got shit to do
When I get into my mode better stick and move
We came from the dirt ain't got shit to lose
Straight from the bottom I shit to prove
Aye aye
All my young niggas gotta pull up with sticks hoe
I feel like Lui Kane how I muthaf*cking kick hoe
You not in the gang get the f*ck out of my mix
Feel like a magician how I pull up with the tricks
F*ck what niggas talking bout they better pray for me
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
Started out last Im winning they hated
These bullets flying out this cannon you ain't doing no matrix
Everytime i get a drop I'm sliding through ain't no fakin
Lord forgive me for my sins I am known for leaving shit vacant
Closed caskets dubs and pallbearers
I should be baby Osama Nigga we all terrorist
Niggas always talking tough we knowing that ya'll scary
Homicide and Co-convictions Nigga this bloody Mary
I relate to LA it ain't safe up in my city either
Cops don't control us the game rigged they trying to kill my people
I don't f*ck with niggas either so I guess they say we equal
Black on black violence we get guns and drugs to feed our people
On my Momma
But no weapon formed against me shall prosper
Acting ass Niggas blood they need them a Oscar
Only god in the judge only Niggas can stop us
Another diss song with my name we beating they block up
Kakea B - Pray for Me (feat. Dsteez) Lyrics
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F*ck what niggas talking bout they better pray for me
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
And Its crazy how a nigga got in first place
You niggas in last that's the worst place
We was so broke that hurt mane
Aye
Rip my guys on a shirt mane
Aye
And I pray to god that I make it out the trenches
Yeah I pray to god that my niggas out fences
Always in the game we ain't never on the benches
Cell get out we gone break the f*cking entrance
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Aye
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Ayee
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Get up out my way I got shit to do
When I get into my mode better stick and move
We came from the dirt ain't got shit to lose
Straight from the bottom I shit to prove
Aye aye
All my young niggas gotta pull up with sticks hoe
I feel like Lui Kane how I muthaf*cking kick hoe
You not in the gang get the f*ck out of my mix
Feel like a magician how I pull up with the tricks
F*ck what niggas talking bout they better pray for me
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
Started out last Im winning they hated
These bullets flying out this cannon you ain't doing no matrix
Everytime i get a drop I'm sliding through ain't no fakin
Lord forgive me for my sins I am known for leaving shit vacant
Closed caskets dubs and pallbearers
I should be baby Osama Nigga we all terrorist
Niggas always talking tough we knowing that ya'll scary
Homicide and Co-convictions Nigga this bloody Mary
I relate to LA it ain't safe up in my city either
Cops don't control us the game rigged they trying to kill my people
I don't f*ck with niggas either so I guess they say we equal
Black on black violence we get guns and drugs to feed our people
On my Momma
But no weapon formed against me shall prosper
Acting ass Niggas blood they need them a Oscar
Only god in the judge only Niggas can stop us
Another diss song with my name we beating they block up
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
And Its crazy how a nigga got in first place
You niggas in last that's the worst place
We was so broke that hurt mane
Aye
Rip my guys on a shirt mane
Aye
And I pray to god that I make it out the trenches
Yeah I pray to god that my niggas out fences
Always in the game we ain't never on the benches
Cell get out we gone break the f*cking entrance
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Aye
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Ayee
Now bounce with me
Rock with me
Throw yo shit up
If yo Glock hittin
Now play with me
The K wit me
Put yo hands up
Better pray fa me
Get up out my way I got shit to do
When I get into my mode better stick and move
We came from the dirt ain't got shit to lose
Straight from the bottom I shit to prove
Aye aye
All my young niggas gotta pull up with sticks hoe
I feel like Lui Kane how I muthaf*cking kick hoe
You not in the gang get the f*ck out of my mix
Feel like a magician how I pull up with the tricks
F*ck what niggas talking bout they better pray for me
If my niggas get it first they gone wait for me
You not from the street that's a fake story
Tell my niggas we gone make it any day shorty
As he lay me down to sleep I pray I get my cash up
Hallowed be thy name I just got my bag up
Take them boys to church aye gotta clean the trash up
How I get in first when I started as the last up
Started out last Im winning they hated
These bullets flying out this cannon you ain't doing no matrix
Everytime i get a drop I'm sliding through ain't no fakin
Lord forgive me for my sins I am known for leaving shit vacant
Closed caskets dubs and pallbearers
I should be baby Osama Nigga we all terrorist
Niggas always talking tough we knowing that ya'll scary
Homicide and Co-convictions Nigga this bloody Mary
I relate to LA it ain't safe up in my city either
Cops don't control us the game rigged they trying to kill my people
I don't f*ck with niggas either so I guess they say we equal
Black on black violence we get guns and drugs to feed our people
On my Momma
But no weapon formed against me shall prosper
Acting ass Niggas blood they need them a Oscar
Only god in the judge only Niggas can stop us
Another diss song with my name we beating they block up
Writer: Derek Franklin, Markell Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC