Pray 4 Me (feat. BINA.)

Slim, brown skin I be, standing 5'10" I be (what?)

Rocking it when I be in your vicinity

Raw style synergy, recognize symmetry

Comp try to injure me, broke him down chemically

Mm, say a prayer for me

It all got too fucked up too quickly, you

Say a, say a prayer for me

It all got fucked up too quickly, you

You know me best, you know I'm stressed

Got to move out in a couple weeks

Why you pressed that I didn't call you tonight?

Don't want no beef when my schedule's tight

Too much at stake on my plate to fight

Ain't in the mood for the games or icy

There's rice at home

So now, go on and dine you how I liked to

Inside I'm ashy, but my skin is gummy soft

I look like daddy and that pisses mummy off

It makes no sense, but I can't lie, it made me strong

But we've been fighting, hitting heads like all week long

Barbecue skin tone, course Fela Kuti my ringtone

I can't lie, I still ain't been back home

She the type of love to get a shine when the sun's on

I'm the type of love to set the mood with a magnum

You the closest I have been to fucking with back home

You glow with no light on when you let me see something

G-O-D, I already know she prays for me

Will it double my blessing? Taking a knee

Mm, say a prayer for me

It all got too fucked up too quickly, you

Say a, say a prayer for me

It all got fucked up too quickly, you