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fred the godson - prey lyrics

fifth from the side, that ball gonna leave
his soul sitting in a pile when my snub nose bleed
they come to coffin and wake
mom’s praying that i change like an orphan or player
but fred range like’
i leave your engine running, head blown in your van
these matics come off the benches
d-ck tracy, inspector gadget
my n-gg-s still in the trenches, you n-gg-s got nothing for me
glory is in the 40, i clutch, that be the story
got cory calling me’tbm militia
b-tch, you could be married, these clips ain’t gonna miss you
i’m a fisher, keep yapping away
it can happen today, had me whiling out these cannons and get you carried away
my name god

y’all better pray for ’em
before i prey on ’em
it’s in god’s hands now
it’s in god’s hands now

hail mary, our father

i’m on some other sh-t
that i wouldn’t give a f-ck if he with some other sh-t
trifle, higher damage, gonna manage
get your brother split with bananas and rubber gribs
i should f-ck up your father
you ball as hard as your mother did
i’m angry as’on a double dip
if you ain’t talking about money suck a d-ck
your face’you think
before i ever truck your sh-t i’ll drive it in the lake
will teach a duck a trick
you ain’t sell for sh-t
all i have for supper is a ball of air and a couple spit
all i ever wanted was money and a percussion mix
ain’t been l-sting since but trust it
i would want your b-tch if we was talking some disgusting sh-t
rushing our hush to strip, busting and dusting sh-t
i’m still smoking, i burned my thigh when i tucked this sh-t
militia, we up in this, frederico, my brother
just let me keep all the guns, you keep the ‘and other sh-t

y’all better pray for ’em
before i prey on ’em
it’s in god’s hands now
it’s in god’s hands now

hail mary, our father

- fred the godson lyrics

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