Lil Boosie - Pray For Me lyrics
rate meI’m on my grind, I don’t have time
Pray for me mama,
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
I’m on my grind, I don’t have time
Pray for me mama,
I came home without my nine
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
This for my niggas on parole, we are trap,
One mistakes, he going back and he already know
The consequesces jumping fences with that work me and Ivy (birdman)
Yeah my nigga gone but I know he see me shinning
Mama praying for me, on her knees every night
She even pray for hater so I guess I’ll be alright
Me bleek on that four feet,take that ride everynight
Mama’s calling our phone but we won’t answer we be wrong
Daddy got me with rage that will make me kill a man
Mama got me with smarts fucking right the streets
got me with heart. you dont want us to slang dope so i guess we gon rob folks ill take your jacket too if my child don't gotta coat
You know what? We get them stacks and shows up
Pull up in a parking lot with our forty glock
and our hoods go up (thug life)
You know I represent the struggle
My independent women, I respect yall hustle (forreal)
I'm on my grind, I don't have time
Pray for me mama,
Pray for me mama,
It's kind of hard sometimes
Pray for me mama,
I'm on my grind, I dont have time
Pray for me mama,
I came home without my nine
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes
Pray for me mama,
All day stay running, we’ll be onver you and cross the people
Sometimes at night I just sit down, smoke blunt and talk the haters
Saw you so bless to have you mama, man I’m so for real
Thet maley chilling ain’t no picture don’t let time I see
But I’mma mad dog and I keep frando
When will gte hard I know she got me in her hand bro
And nothing mattres cuz this lil gold’s fade bro
And I understand man we make it but we let it bro
No hand to help you, remember your ma yo
You just put your trust in him, I bet he send you
He came through and wrip you of the hill
See that’s what that man do
My gran round chop me, don’t you take no hood and change
And no matter what you live I ain;t let that chain change you
And if somebody disrespect you knock his brain
Straight truth, dear Lord I love you
I came here for all my gran
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
Pray for me mama,
I came here for all my gran
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
Pray for me mama,
The way I see it enjoy roling then you getting rock
Come out of jail you won’t parose and you ain’t find a thang
My mind dueling some shit ffrom what I suppose to be
I told my teacher fuck it, like this I am suppose to live
Now I make more of my tiefe, how would tought
That’s the same ...she needs it, I just ball
They say what goes around comes around
So when I go around I keep it go around
Now laid it out with a hundred line
Ain’t be in circles, and so I’m crumbeling
My baby mama trippin’, she just say that you hate me
Fucking with drugs, be here like help that problem
Until I’m sobra again, until I get the choper
Somebody pray for me, soon be in a nightmare
Smashing all in, bitch don’t fuck around
I feel like got all my heart so wave no more feelings
I’m on my my gran, I don’t have time
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
Pray for me mama,
I’m on my my gran, I don’t have time
Pray for me mama,
It’s kind of hard sometimes pray for me mama
Pray for me mama,
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