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gunna dee - morning prayer lyrics

that morning prayer sh-t…
gotta say your prayers. f-ck wishing. ha ha
yeah… gunna

too much b-tches i ain’t tryna pick a few
too much is too much when there’s so much sh-t to do
old b-tch but that b-tch looks new
cos since i’ve had to grind i’ve had a different view
sometimes you take a shot it goes a different way
sometimes you gotta take a shot and watch it ricochet
sometimes you gotta take a shot and hope for the best
i give hope to the rest when they’re pressing play
think hopeful – i ain’t into wishin’ (naa)
n-ggas follow when i’m followin’ intuition
i’m here cos life wasn’t my decision
but if i die, who’d take my position?
reminiscing ’bout the sh-t i don’t remember missing
staring at my dreams hoping it’s a premonition (yeah)
or maybe it’s a wish (na)
i remember sh-t but i don’t remember ever wishing. (haha)
never rely on wishes and luck
i say my prayers cos lord knows i ain’t giving a f-ck (nope)
if i catch that n-gga then i’m sticking him up
stuck sticking up n-ggas cos the way we’re living is stuck
stuck around these hoes that just love to boast (f-ck em)
losing touch with the ones that i love the most
used to speak once a year to my grandma
now i’m speaking every day to my grandmother’s ghost
rest in peace to my loved ones
enemies can rest in p-ss
pick up your n-gga’s bound to pick up distress [?]
love for my n-ggas so i never tell ’em no
but it’s about to be the end of year like december is
cos lord knows they ain’t doing sh-t for me
i’ve lost n-ggas to success, ain’t victory (na)
had a sh-tty life, been through so much sh-t but i ain’t got a sh-t story
find out if it’s worth it once you find out what you’re worth
never ask for more than you deserve
another day on this cold earth
it’s a cold game, i got cocaine to serve
but it ain’t cold for some
some are just cold, holding on that gun
some can’t stand reality cos it ain’t rest for some[?]
some get stored up, waiting for the best to come (life’s a b-tch)
from spending all day watching cartoons
to trappin’ in the rustic[?] smelling car fumes
this life’ll wash you up
and these n-ggas stuck in their bathrooms
i’m stuck in the kitchen
started from scratch, motherf-cker i’m itchin’ (from the bottom)
just tryna see that bigger picture
but still tryna see that f-cker to pitch him
living with fact or with fiction
if you ain’t god, n-gga f-ck your prediction
these b-tch n-ggas are b-tchin’
addicted to these b-tches, money is my addiction
when i take that money, it’s like taking meth
some n-ggas hate the game, i just hate the ref
you can fake your life, you can’t fake your death
thug g’s will take your life before you take a breath
was there any others you can’t tell me otherwise [?]
i see that hate in the love disguise
some hate seeing others rise
that’s why them guns rise and another dies

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