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jordan m. - xiv (pray) lyrics

[intro/prayer]

now you lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord, my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to take
amen

[verse 1]

now you lay me down to sleep, i pray to god as i wake up
my brain is working magic, i’m 32 for the lakers
triple beam dreaming, i’m only after the cream
as i perfected my craft, i started to make cheese
but still i’m feeling broken, out of luck, and hopeless
once i get this advantage i’ll have the u.s. open
focus on the bigger picture never try to crop the image
every scar has a story so i’m spittin’ from a blemish
asking me why i’m vicious, why every word is malicious
i never followed suit i’m what the decks’ been missing
you play your cards and fold i can see them poker faces
mixed kid with black thoughts why the f-ck my roots racist
giving the game a facelift you can’t tarnish my look
how the f-ck you make a hit if you only got a hook
i’m asking god for forgiveness, i’m hoping that he listens
and i don’t need twitter, i just need follows and mentions… b-tches

[hook]

wake up, wake up i’m sick of living like this
get your cake up, cake up living good that’s a wish
my mind, my mind i keep asking am i sane
cause my life my life is just not feeling the same

[bible verse: ephesians 4:26-28]

[verse 2]

and prior to getting richer my days were full of rain
i used to think all my goals were difficult to attain
do i bring my parents shame, low down and dirty like i’m kenan ivory
or major pain like i’m damon i’m choosing my moves wisely
as i keep an eye open for the serpents
caught a holy ghost and spit a couple bible verses
write my cursing in cursive cause either way ignorance is bliss
i been flirting with my demons and we even shared a kiss
why ain’t the money coming i been fondling success
but i’m starting to taste fame, you can smell it on my breath
somebody tell me what’s next, on this road that i’m traveling
and when the stakes high, i’ll be sure that i’m gambling
i want it all my n-gga i want it all
i’m crying i gotta ball muhf-ckas wanna ball
so when i pray to god i’m only hoping that he’s listening
murderous with the pen give me 3 life sentences

[bible verse: john 3:16-18]

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