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muGz - Pray For Me lyrics

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[Intro:]

Heavenly Father, please forgive us

For we are sometimes lost in your world

May you continue to guide us

I pray

[Verse:]

Lord forgive me for my sinning but I’m winning, yes I’m winning

I’m been stuck in this position, see my luck is running thin and

No, my mama raised me different, hoped that I just stay persistent

She ain’t tryna see me buried or watch her son end up in prison

I just got another ticket cuz my windows are too tinted

Tell the sheriff .. mind they motherfucking business

Got too many mixed emotions, shit I could have been a chemist

Plus my soul ain’t got no love, that shit only comes in tennis

I’ve been talking to the lord, they tried charging me long distance

Plus the devil’s always busy so I know that nigga listens

Quoting “Only God We Trust”, either him or all my instincts

Since the truth is always flipped like a gymnast, I’m so finished

With these regular civilians who label us as villains

They put in they two cents, I refund they opinions nigga

I just call the play, let my niggas run scrimmage

Got too much up on my plate, tell my girlfriend do the dishes nigga

Hook:

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[Verse:]

Lord forgive me for my sinning but I’m winning, yes I’m winning

I just pray I count a million, this is only the beginning

I’ve been going through some hell just to find my way to heaven

Nigga live until you die, well I’m bout to make a killing

Got some niggas in the sky so my head is the the ceiling

I believe that I could fly, I mean higher than R. Kelly

Man shout out that nigga Bust, I just rub this ..

Said shout out that nigga Bust, man my crew so fucking heavy

I’ve been dreaming bout a rolly , is this lifestyle really for me

Slipped inside her with no condom, worry bout it in the morning

Ohh lord, I ain’t been to church, It’s been a long time

And I tried to talk to god and got the wrong line

But he called me back and he told to be patient

And then he called me “son” like we on vacation

Got a text from Satan, he asked me to three-way him

But the Devil still in Prada so I tell him go see (Jotta?)

Get some clothes

Hook:

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Pray for me

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