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scotty atl - pray alone lyrics

feat. killer mike & trouble

(verse)
soldier heard plainage, ride misunderstood, i ain’t gotta be sick
went to slip on it too f’^&-()in’ long now
it’s time i put the covers outta mough
time cuss and i don’t need the cuffs and
n-gg-s gon’ find i be killin’ this sh-t
if ye in the car, ha’ the groupie the tongue
on my dime i’mma ask you get on my d&-()
to the highroll where the curtains is at
but i ain’t that tight, tho, f&-() with the typo
dead boys out and the good in the hood round here
we down in the lighter with life-oz
gimmick, food punch heel in my dimmit
mic in the bottom of the innate
all this stat i’mma get ye all black man, prep the all-winnin’
i be on the hill, i can kill it
some of these h&-()es stealin’
beautiful creamin’ all sunday out
the sun get ya down like really
d boy mere livin’ in it
tuggin’, ain’t really sayn that
cold my heart, don’t get chilly
cause i won’t try to keep you in the heaven

(hook)
i don’t believe in what you do so i just pray alone
i just pray alone, i just pray alone
and i don’t trust too many n-gg-s, so i just stay alone
most time i just stay alone
i don’t believe in what you do, so i just pray alone
most time i just pray alone
and i don’t trust too many n-gg-s, so i just stay alone
sometimes i just stay alone

(verse)
i been findin’ stressed out tryna keep faith
whif in my ear, said to get nervous
sh-t, i’m like chill out, boy, i’m gettin’ cloaked
you ain’t get surpirsed if i ^&-() for the mula
signed it, f&-() dead, i’mma need double
y’all n&-()ggas in trouble
spit grind now, bid boy, stay fresh
f-ckin’ it stoned, by the rubble
airbourne 1 with the scrubed out tank engine
to get some o’ dreams out to ’em
tired o’ that sh-t on my arm
rimm it in a lot with the third one depart
in attach boy i’m wearin’ no heart
and frankly, that wa’ my plan
bust a homie gal with the cool-aid smile
it seem like yeah, i’m the man!
see, i notice you only hate a million lives
i be cool, timber low in my zone blowin’ low
then we’re sleepin’ on it hard
they were slowin’ pretty loud
in my city we so keen
yadda a on my ground
yo

- scotty atl lyrics

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