Prayer

There was a hitter, watch this come to pass

Since I can't do shit else, I'ma say a prayer

This was twelve years in the making

No side deals with Satan, I'm dealin' with the Maker

A lot of homies ask, what's a prayer?

A prayer's what kept me focused twelve years

A prayer's what saved me, I shoulda been indicted

Now my kids know Jay-Z

A prayer's what kept me here when them bullets cut the air

I fell and I just said a prayer

A prayer's like medicine

It'll heal wounds, ask Bush veterans

Big holes in a ****'s eyes

Snub-nosed .45, homeboy, just close your eyes

Put your hands together, bow your heads

One, keep me alive

Two, keep me out your fears

Three, gotta bless the kids

Four, one for the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, forgive me

One, the grapes on the plate

Two, the tags on the feet

Three, the nights mama cried

Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am

I swear to God I done some things in the past

If I could, please Lord, I'd help you bring 'em back

I feel pain, mane, 'cause I can't speak on it

That's why I got so many songs, I can't sleep, homie

Tattoos for forgiveness

I might not get it, but forgive me

I'm here and I'm fightin' like a motherfucker

Triple C's excited like a motherfucker

Say your prayer, put your weed in the air

Thank God once again for making me a millionaire

I thank God for making me a millionaire

Put your hands together, bow your heads

One, keep me alive

Two, keep me out your fears

Three, gotta bless the kids

Four, one for the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, forgive me

One, the grapes on the plate

Two, the tags on the feet

Three, the nights mama cried

Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am

I used to get stacks off the ho zone

Now I'm back to back covers for the Ozone

Fader magazine, Billboard goin' strong

Rollin' in the Phantom with motherfuckin' Rolling Stones

You stuck with me through thick and thin

Sittin' back, got your mama sittin' in a Benz

Make you damn near wanna cry

No 9 to 5, stack money like homicides

Bloodshed after midnight

It's just me and this weed tryna get right

Bloodshed after midnight

This is ross and his kush tryna get right

Put your hands together, bow your heads

One, keep me alive

Two, keep me out your fears

Three, gotta bless the kids

Four, one for the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, forgive me

One, the grapes on the plate

Two, the tags on the feet

Three, the nights mama cried

Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam

Five, for the dividends, dear Lord, here I am