Yeah
It's a lot of bullshit going on right now
I really don't know what to expect
Just praying for my family
And my homies
Look
Yeah
Step foot into the city of death
Walking through it with a Mac and a Tech
Guns is popping and you barely got breath
Can not stop it, so you die with regret
Shoot to live like a hooper in debt
Playing ball until it's time to get checked
Pull up spraying and you better not miss
'Cause with a tip you'll be out in a jif, yeah
Seeing people shooting over the net
Petty fighting with the slight disrespect
Tweeting like you been about all that rec
Thinking twice but you could've had next
Cross you nice, now you lost all the rep
Now you might kill for that blue check
Twitter fingers is the cause of your death
Complain and complain about the cops
What about all the niggas that's claiming they hot
Shooting shit 'cause they don't f*ck with ya' block
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I just wish that you think of thought
Instead of death, how 'bout you just talk
Can't talk, why you worried at all
Not fighting or killing
But nigga, you don't get it twisted
I still got a limit
If you push me, I'm willing
But on some real shit
You got to carry the blick
'Cause these niggas stupid
Just be safe when you dip
'Cause I be damned if I lose all my niggas
For a grip and a pocket of chips
Love your family
Spend time, be kind
And serve one another
Make no room for regrets
Tomorrow's not promised
And today is short
Street fighting really ain't the same
Look how dude can hit you in the brain
With a hollow tip it's a damn shame
Back in my day you would shake hands
Drive straight with the patience
I don't migrate 'cause of Dayton
I migrate 'cause of hating in the state and
I don't want to be apart this shit no more
I want the fam to blow 'cause this shit slow
Turtles in the road, slugs on the snow
Snail race in the middle of the freezing cold
Get my shit go
Want to get rich 'til you in the box
Now I'm antisocial in my top spot
If you roll the dice, go and test yo' luck
Send prayers up to the trap god
I know niggas with a goal to only live a hood life
And that shit ain't it
I check on my nigga to see if he living
In hindsight I would know if he did
His mind right and he don't be in the shit
But time, time, time, time and again
He blind, blind, thinking he should've been
But why, why when you making amends?
To get money to be feeling rich
To get you blunted when you smoke a spliff
To get you feeling faded crossways when take a sip of that Henny shit
Like two men with an eye patch
We don't always see eye to eye
Still I try, if it's going left
It's only right that I give you life
TayDaRealist - Pray 4 Us Lyrics
TayDaRealist - Pray 4 Us Lyrics
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Yeah
It's a lot of bullshit going on right now
I really don't know what to expect
Just praying for my family
And my homies
Look
Yeah
Step foot into the city of death
Walking through it with a Mac and a Tech
Guns is popping and you barely got breath
Can not stop it, so you die with regret
Shoot to live like a hooper in debt
Playing ball until it's time to get checked
Pull up spraying and you better not miss
'Cause with a tip you'll be out in a jif, yeah
Seeing people shooting over the net
Petty fighting with the slight disrespect
Tweeting like you been about all that rec
Thinking twice but you could've had next
Cross you nice, now you lost all the rep
Now you might kill for that blue check
Twitter fingers is the cause of your death
Complain and complain about the cops
What about all the niggas that's claiming they hot
Shooting shit 'cause they don't f*ck with ya' block
Loading clips, getting ready to watch
I just wish that you think of thought
Instead of death, how 'bout you just talk
Can't talk, why you worried at all
Not fighting or killing
But nigga, you don't get it twisted
I still got a limit
If you push me, I'm willing
But on some real shit
You got to carry the blick
'Cause these niggas stupid
Just be safe when you dip
'Cause I be damned if I lose all my niggas
For a grip and a pocket of chips
Love your family
Spend time, be kind
And serve one another
Make no room for regrets
Tomorrow's not promised
And today is short
Street fighting really ain't the same
Look how dude can hit you in the brain
With a hollow tip it's a damn shame
Back in my day you would shake hands
Drive straight with the patience
I don't migrate 'cause of Dayton
I migrate 'cause of hating in the state and
I don't want to be apart this shit no more
I want the fam to blow 'cause this shit slow
Turtles in the road, slugs on the snow
Snail race in the middle of the freezing cold
Get my shit go
Want to get rich 'til you in the box
Now I'm antisocial in my top spot
If you roll the dice, go and test yo' luck
Send prayers up to the trap god
I know niggas with a goal to only live a hood life
And that shit ain't it
I check on my nigga to see if he living
In hindsight I would know if he did
His mind right and he don't be in the shit
But time, time, time, time and again
He blind, blind, thinking he should've been
But why, why when you making amends?
To get money to be feeling rich
To get you blunted when you smoke a spliff
To get you feeling faded crossways when take a sip of that Henny shit
Like two men with an eye patch
We don't always see eye to eye
Still I try, if it's going left
It's only right that I give you life
It's a lot of bullshit going on right now
I really don't know what to expect
Just praying for my family
And my homies
Look
Yeah
Step foot into the city of death
Walking through it with a Mac and a Tech
Guns is popping and you barely got breath
Can not stop it, so you die with regret
Shoot to live like a hooper in debt
Playing ball until it's time to get checked
Pull up spraying and you better not miss
'Cause with a tip you'll be out in a jif, yeah
Seeing people shooting over the net
Petty fighting with the slight disrespect
Tweeting like you been about all that rec
Thinking twice but you could've had next
Cross you nice, now you lost all the rep
Now you might kill for that blue check
Twitter fingers is the cause of your death
Complain and complain about the cops
What about all the niggas that's claiming they hot
Shooting shit 'cause they don't f*ck with ya' block
Loading clips, getting ready to watch
I just wish that you think of thought
Instead of death, how 'bout you just talk
Can't talk, why you worried at all
Not fighting or killing
But nigga, you don't get it twisted
I still got a limit
If you push me, I'm willing
But on some real shit
You got to carry the blick
'Cause these niggas stupid
Just be safe when you dip
'Cause I be damned if I lose all my niggas
For a grip and a pocket of chips
Love your family
Spend time, be kind
And serve one another
Make no room for regrets
Tomorrow's not promised
And today is short
Street fighting really ain't the same
Look how dude can hit you in the brain
With a hollow tip it's a damn shame
Back in my day you would shake hands
Drive straight with the patience
I don't migrate 'cause of Dayton
I migrate 'cause of hating in the state and
I don't want to be apart this shit no more
I want the fam to blow 'cause this shit slow
Turtles in the road, slugs on the snow
Snail race in the middle of the freezing cold
Get my shit go
Want to get rich 'til you in the box
Now I'm antisocial in my top spot
If you roll the dice, go and test yo' luck
Send prayers up to the trap god
I know niggas with a goal to only live a hood life
And that shit ain't it
I check on my nigga to see if he living
In hindsight I would know if he did
His mind right and he don't be in the shit
But time, time, time, time and again
He blind, blind, thinking he should've been
But why, why when you making amends?
To get money to be feeling rich
To get you blunted when you smoke a spliff
To get you feeling faded crossways when take a sip of that Henny shit
Like two men with an eye patch
We don't always see eye to eye
Still I try, if it's going left
It's only right that I give you life
Writer: Ta'Shaun Wilson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid