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chin - used to pray lyrics

used to pray lyrics
i used to pray, but what’s the point i got nothing to say
learn to move in silence, what you say ain’t gonna get you paid
what you gonna do to get a bag you gotta find a way
don’t you get attached, cuz’ ain’t no promise that it’s gonna stay
he typing on the net, but if he pull up he a doa
i told him to slide, cuz’ my brodie mr. keep a kay
i told him don’t hide, he don’t come outside anyway
all these rappers b+tches and i’ll say it to they’ face
but anyway, i’ve been staying out the way
i ain’t f+cking with n0body, i’ve been doing bigger things
do the sh+t most of you opps can’t even think
made some bread today and that be calling for a drink
dump out half the bottle for the ones who didn’t make it
and for the ones who still here we be coming for the taking
we gon’ get it shaking
remember all the pain and all the patience
when we at the top, that’s motivation
get your bread up
i put the pressure on em’, ain’t no let up
i send a shot, i bet you he won’t get up
i heard that he got wet up
40 got me sliding with a step up
3much be the gang you won’t forget us
take a lot to get me mad but i really wouldn’t temp us
cuz’ once you cross the line, you only coming back a dead one
i seen me a porschey and i knew i had to get one
it’s funny he your big, but that lil boy my step son
running on a dollar, so you know i had to stretch one
turnt it to a few bands, you know i gotta get somn’
now i need a milli, thinking how i’m gonna get one
hopped up into real estate and now i’m finna go dumb
like how you get that 4 run
how you get that new gun
za costs me a few hund’
slobbing on my d+ck, i hold her bun
told him don’t run
pull up on the block, go dumb with a drum
but i ain’t popping out, cuz’ i’m too busy ina stu
they ain’t worth my time, like what you gonna do
i can’t sit around no more, no i need me something new
i need me something blue, i’m stacking rackies like a jew
i’ve seen a lot of sh+t i’m quick to get up in a mood
watch who you talking to cuz crodie quick to throw a few
i tried to put him on, give him a pack and get him jewels
but he’d rather him a grip, he asked me if i knew a dude
i’d rather me a b+tch that ain’t with all the attitude
this 40 gonna kick so better duck or get it to
i would of never made it, if i stuck to what i knew
but d+mn, i was 22 before i really grew
i wish i did it sooner, but there ain’t no going back
i can’t change the past, can only change how i act
it’s hard to do that when these dumbies think i lack
i can’t get out of pocket or somebody getting clapped

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