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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