S.O.G. - PRAY FOR ME (feat. Xay Hill) Lyrics

Ayy, hate to admit it, but I feel the pain that you feel
The truth is the pain is real and you know that it's really real
I know that you done felt the worst, you hate to see it though
And every time you try to take a win, they wanna see you low

I see the back against the wall like this, I know it hurts sometimes
And every time you take a chance, they wanna see you at your lowest hate your grind
But this time I'm prayin' for me
Yeah, this time I'm prayin' for me

Try to listen up a little when Jesus talkin' parables
A man was on a journey from Jerusalem to Jericho
Then some robbers came up on him, treat him like the walls of Jericho
Left him beaten on the floor, half dead with nowhere to go

He had nowhere to go, and ain't nobody wanna save him
The priest saw him in agony, consistent in his pacing
The Levite followed suit, did not stop, but left him bleeding
Imagine feelin' all alone, but you know people seein

But just a little later came along the great Samaritan
He put a pause to his plans just to lend a hand
He used his oil and his wine, then he bandaged him
Then he took him to the inn, told him care for him

Would you help him, or would you not (would you not?)
Would you kneel down, or would you walk (would you walk?)
What kind of man would help the dead off the floor
This kind of person only comes from the Lord

Ayy, hate to admit it, but I feel the pain that you feel
The truth is the pain is real and you know that it's really real
I know that you done felt the worst, you hate to see it though
And every time you try to take a win, they wanna see you low

Low low low I see the back against the wall like this
I know it hurts sometimes
And every time you take a chance, they wanna see you at your lowest
Hate your grind

But this time I'm prayin' for me, ooh
Yeah, this time I pray for me, ooh