PRAYERS UP

Say a prayer before I sleep at night

Coz I may not wake up to see the light

Gotta keep the real ones by my side

Coz it's forever when we say we're riding

I don't pay mind to the things they say about me

It's a bunch of haters talkin'

Don't really matter coz it really don't make 'em nothing

It don't even make 'em money

I've been with the gang tyna get all this shit poppin'

Tryna get the traphouse jumpin'

Never been the type to go out and fish for problems

I'm just tryna fill my pockets

Oh

Some things in life we'll never know

And what I've seen with my eyes dun' made me cold

I just pray to God I make it home

Just pray God I make it home

Chillin' with my mans right now

**** fuck around, **** fuck around and catch hands right now

I'm countin' these bandz right now

And you know I'm faded off the gas right now

Baby say she want me in her pants right now

But I had to tell her lil ass "pipe down"

(Pipe down)

And let's smoke sumn'

Why you actin' like you finna know sumn'

Lotta **** here but you ain't chose one

Lotta bitches here and they're just no fun

You don't smoke unless you got your own blunt

You ain't smokin' unless you're fuckin' chokin'

Tryna catch a high, roll some more then

I'm just steady living in the momemt

Oh

Some things in life we'll never know

And what I've seen with my eyes dun' made me cold

I just pray to God I make it home

Just pray God I make it home