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al-doms – pray lyrics

(look, okay now)
momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery
brody told me pray so he don’t pull a armed robbery
i’m prayin’ for a pound to boost my personal economy
if prayer ain’t working then i doubt that god’ll hire me
i’m raisin’ h-ll like it’s the son to me now, scorch an angels wing out
just to flip 4 quarters like cheerleaders, tryna hold the team down
lead us to the g like 4 quarts, tryin’ to run my green miles
that’s a paper chase, when you really wanna live your dreams out
have that future mansion covered like it grew a beard out, with my stash connected
just to make another goal to t out
earn somethin’ n-gga, before them ashes catch ’em in a urn lil’ n-gga
f-ck takin’ regrets with ya, rather take a check
hundred bands, plenty majorettes
for n-ggas playin’ wit that chicken, we got extra drum sticks
ready to tear a wall down if they try to trump it
h-rn sounds, gather round
gods reign in this b-tch

tell ’em pray (uh)
prayin’ for a crib behind the gates (huh)
prayin’ for a million in my safe (huh) prayin’ for a way (huh)
pray i never blend in with the fake, and i pray i’ll never be a mans prey (amen n-gga)
pray! (uh)
prayin’ for a crib behind the gates (huh)
prayin’ for a million in my safe (huh) prayin’ for a way (huh)
pray i never blend in with the fake, and i pray i’ll never be a mans prey! (amen n-ggas)

everything is on time when you move at god speed
this exactly what i feel that i need like visine

make it clear for n-ggas, when you sh-t it shows they can’t equate
thought i built the solar systems by the way i make sp-ce
to keep all that f-ckin’ hate outside a g like f and h (huh)
blessed beyond measure hoe ya ruler couldn’t gauge (huh)
could’ve been humane society how n-ggas catching strays
so my focus is entirely on stayin’ out the way
and suffocating all my bills until they blue in the face
nowadays, i’d rather reap the fortune than the fame
but if the sacrifice is camera lights then put me in the game
faith ain’t connect with fate when you stopped workin’ for what you prayed
and realize the devils job is more important than they say
to see the sh-t i’m prayin’ for and stand in my way

so i pray (uh)
prayin’ for a crib behind the gates (huh)
prayin’ for a million in my safe (huh) prayin’ for a way (huh)
pray i never blend in with the fake, and i pray i’ll never be a mans prey (amen n-gga)
prayin’ for a crib behind the gates (huh)
prayin’ for a million in my safe (huh) prayin’ for a way (huh)
pray i never blend in with the fake, and i pray i’ll never be a mans prey (amen n-ggas)

(momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery
momma, momma, momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery
momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery
momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery
momma told me say a prayer she’ll hit the lottery)

- al doms lyrics

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