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jared weis – i pray lyrics

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[hook]
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker

[verse 1]
riding low, day dreaming ’bout the telly
listening to pac i think i might know makaveli
b-tches h-t me on my celly, it never stops ringing
cops bringing the drama now all of the blames fallin’ on the mama
like what could i have done to my stop my son from dying
why the cops keep lyin’?
the judge is tryin’ but never findin’ crimes
i wonder why we out chillin’ getting charged for dimes
we need change like a quarter but the stash is running low
if i dont p-ss then i need cash i gotta go
i can never bring it back to that ninth grade flow that sh-t was trash ill admit it
now its my time to shine the world is mine mothaf-cka i’m about to go and get it
[hook]
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker

[verse 2]
deciding on my life with all these choices
like should i go to college or could i really go against these voices
they keep telling me thats what i gotta do
but i’m really chasing dreams that could really come true
im here feeling blue so i gotta get my green
cash rules everything around me i’m a fiend
thats the root of all evil but i understand c.r.e.a.m
while these people be at the parties i be manifesting dreams
i’m stacking up profit just to blow it
started working hard now my songs are gon’ show it
there’s a hole in the rap game so i’m here to sew it
have you heard my last name b-tch you better know it
theres lots of snakes in my yard so i mow it
if you need that bud come to me i know who grow it
never gave a f-ck d-mn i’m really such a poet
no beginner’s luck d-mn i’m really such a poet

[hook]
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker
i pray the b-tches get badder and all their -sses get fatter
haters keep talking their sh-t but i tune out all the chatter
i pray the blizzys get fatter, i hope the haters get sadder
i do my best to make this music but still feel like a slacker



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