It's safe to say I made myself a name, I can't play no games
Everything I touch gon' get ablaze, like I'm Portland rays
Know they mad I got myself a voice, they miss them quiet days
Down to ride by any means, gave the back end to the team
Couple K's on SRTs, f*cked it off and made it back
I bet on myself every time, type to color of the lines
I made it cool to sing sometimes, CCL I'm up in mines
Can't come back, you crossed the line, told them this shit come with time
Street shit, that shit come with jail, telling four nem give you hell
Lam' truck the one that, on the way, I'm workin' on it
82K, shout out Steve, and this shit wasn't nothin', wasn't nothin' easy
I was hurt behind them leavin', I told them they ain't believe me
I showed them now they all need me, I'm focused, so ain't no leavin
They hopin' they can break him easy, I told her she ain't believe me
Start actin' like I ain't need it, off white in the virgin region
Mismatchin' designer pieces, not carin' if they believe me
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
They gon' talk bout what I did, but never what they doin
Ain't no changin' on my side, this shit all a exclusive
And you ain't gang, nigga, how you thought you was included
Lately I been at these niggas necks, I guess it's just because
I ain't got no love to give, ain't nobody genuine
Like, damn, I can't count on my hands how many times I seen them switch
Said loyalty run deep inside your blood, you a robot, bitch
If you ask them how they was, is they gon' ask you how you been
I tried, but they couldn't give me what I gave
How you try to play me when I'm the one that made the play
Why you lie? I guess it don't matter either way
F*ck, I look like tryna make sense out of something I don't care about anyway
But I been on some other shit
Your lil' bitch wanna eat my dick like it's up on platter
Guess you irrelevant, that's why she gon' call my phone
Whenever y'all get into it, huh
Told you ain't no love left boy don't be askin' questions
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
ZaeXP - Pray For Me (feat. Cityboidre) Lyrics
ZaeXP - Pray For Me (feat. Cityboidre) Lyrics
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It's safe to say I made myself a name, I can't play no games
Everything I touch gon' get ablaze, like I'm Portland rays
Know they mad I got myself a voice, they miss them quiet days
Down to ride by any means, gave the back end to the team
Couple K's on SRTs, f*cked it off and made it back
I bet on myself every time, type to color of the lines
I made it cool to sing sometimes, CCL I'm up in mines
Can't come back, you crossed the line, told them this shit come with time
Street shit, that shit come with jail, telling four nem give you hell
Lam' truck the one that, on the way, I'm workin' on it
82K, shout out Steve, and this shit wasn't nothin', wasn't nothin' easy
I was hurt behind them leavin', I told them they ain't believe me
I showed them now they all need me, I'm focused, so ain't no leavin
They hopin' they can break him easy, I told her she ain't believe me
Start actin' like I ain't need it, off white in the virgin region
Mismatchin' designer pieces, not carin' if they believe me
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
They gon' talk bout what I did, but never what they doin
Ain't no changin' on my side, this shit all a exclusive
And you ain't gang, nigga, how you thought you was included
Lately I been at these niggas necks, I guess it's just because
I ain't got no love to give, ain't nobody genuine
Like, damn, I can't count on my hands how many times I seen them switch
Said loyalty run deep inside your blood, you a robot, bitch
If you ask them how they was, is they gon' ask you how you been
I tried, but they couldn't give me what I gave
How you try to play me when I'm the one that made the play
Why you lie? I guess it don't matter either way
F*ck, I look like tryna make sense out of something I don't care about anyway
But I been on some other shit
Your lil' bitch wanna eat my dick like it's up on platter
Guess you irrelevant, that's why she gon' call my phone
Whenever y'all get into it, huh
Told you ain't no love left boy don't be askin' questions
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
Everything I touch gon' get ablaze, like I'm Portland rays
Know they mad I got myself a voice, they miss them quiet days
Down to ride by any means, gave the back end to the team
Couple K's on SRTs, f*cked it off and made it back
I bet on myself every time, type to color of the lines
I made it cool to sing sometimes, CCL I'm up in mines
Can't come back, you crossed the line, told them this shit come with time
Street shit, that shit come with jail, telling four nem give you hell
Lam' truck the one that, on the way, I'm workin' on it
82K, shout out Steve, and this shit wasn't nothin', wasn't nothin' easy
I was hurt behind them leavin', I told them they ain't believe me
I showed them now they all need me, I'm focused, so ain't no leavin
They hopin' they can break him easy, I told her she ain't believe me
Start actin' like I ain't need it, off white in the virgin region
Mismatchin' designer pieces, not carin' if they believe me
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
They gon' talk bout what I did, but never what they doin
Ain't no changin' on my side, this shit all a exclusive
And you ain't gang, nigga, how you thought you was included
Lately I been at these niggas necks, I guess it's just because
I ain't got no love to give, ain't nobody genuine
Like, damn, I can't count on my hands how many times I seen them switch
Said loyalty run deep inside your blood, you a robot, bitch
If you ask them how they was, is they gon' ask you how you been
I tried, but they couldn't give me what I gave
How you try to play me when I'm the one that made the play
Why you lie? I guess it don't matter either way
F*ck, I look like tryna make sense out of something I don't care about anyway
But I been on some other shit
Your lil' bitch wanna eat my dick like it's up on platter
Guess you irrelevant, that's why she gon' call my phone
Whenever y'all get into it, huh
Told you ain't no love left boy don't be askin' questions
Pray for me, cause I ain't got no love to give
Writer: Deandre Johnson, Xvaier Devereueawax
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid