Keep Praying
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Call him on the traffic, had it all day Racks ‘em in all street Piss ‘em on the whole ways Daddy say he was comin’ and I was wait him all day I got caught up, move around, sayin’ excuse always That’s why I don’t trust people, it’s how I’m givin’ up Nothin’ come with disappointments when you give a fuck Why should I answer my mama plans When I cause a nigga mama grime, from way too personal For this kinda beats, still young and with all needs But I’m turn between the light The sack and with all this drugs And this grropies and the squeezes, they put you in the Twitter Beery me with a fallin’ note, disrespect but I never meet this so called Jesus So this turn was_____(?) the bitches nah, everything switches Only thing promises to ditches Did they miss you and got a good greatness Cuz a nigga swipin’ with that lama What if that three eight call was to my mamma x 2 I’m in now, on the streets, just try to stay in love Lookin’ up to the sky but you get no reply, We keep on prayin’ but ain’t nothin’ changin’ Ain’t nothin’ changin’ put the drugs in the sac, before rap Opus get on tour sellin’ rats My hide man was a glad Stay on nights but now my nights stand and gotta watch Bet these niggas never saw before Like I ain’t stick shit, like I ain’t seell and roll before My general links and fall store Alwase been ready to die, that’s why I’m alive yo It’s for a goal, a young serves I’m in the long money, the gun work Wanna talk fun but let me hit the blunt on Say some I don’t like, I let the gun jurge You push me, I push shit, always been an aswoal but never been full of shit Think about life, also put there only shit Ain’t nothin’ change my nigga, how good is this? Anybody on these streets just try to stay alive Lookin’ up to the sky but you get no reply We just keep prayin’ But they ain’t chagin’ Ain’t nothin’ changin’
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