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emilio rojas - pray lyrics

one time for the haters,
i hope that me winning is giving them pain
if you throwing that dirt on my name
cause you were digging your grave
sh-t, bury me with a magnum condom on
in the minute i die, holding my d-ck, riders is hoppin on
yeah, i’m up in the heights, up in the 9
up in your wife, she telling me that you ain’t f-ckin her right
no ownder emilio loving this life
we all smart and my cribs was, to get all art
on my wallstreet like it’s wallmart
now you push back like a false start
now all my chicks is dancing, they don’t do baley
are you in cars, you can’t keep it, you should do vale
right, i’m in red jays and i’m courtside
with a bad b-tch with a fat -ss
and that back side like a porsche sign
i’m running the city with people that never would talk to police
and they seein the badge and the gun like it’s a market of beasts
triple safe, 36’s, i’m waking up with 3 chance, 3 b-tches

[hook]
pray, pray, pray, pray
don’t do as i do, just do as i say
i’m bringing a hater right down to his knees
better believe we
pray, pray, pray, pray
don’t do as i do, just do as i say
i’m bringing a hater right down to his knees
better believe we pray

i told y’all i got no shame
i’ve spend so much in this blood money
my bank account it got blood stains
said f-ck fame, f-ck change, i want -ssets
not trump changes
she mayweather, that money came
i don’t owe y’all for not one thang
and i never did asked for no favors
i never been given no help
and i never relied on n-body
i had to go get it myself
and i never would sell my soul
never been living in h-ll,
never been one to fold, to do what i’m told
i did it for real, i did it for real
that’s on me, want a favor, don’t call me
no hand outs, i had hand me down
when i was young and i ball free
i been eating palm fritos by the palm tree
and i don’t bite the hand that feeds until i palm read
yeah, and the future never was certain
i’m uptown and i’m working now,
i’m keepin stacks in my person
my mama needin her bills paid
and my wifey needin new purses
you hear the hunger in my verses

- emilio rojas lyrics

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