Pray

By Cash Kidd

Released on January 30, 2018

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[Intro]

Uh-huh

Go get the bread for me

Yeah

(On God)

Ayy

(P. Dot got that pack)


[Verse 1]

We gon' talk cash for a minute, but I punched for these

Niggas talkin' down on swipers, tell 'em suck our D's

Your bitch ain't complain when she got them bundles free

Ain't even wanna fuck her, she just had some fucked-up weave, yeah

Now let's talk money, fuck y'all mean?

I'm way up, might cash your bitch some double D's, yeah

I got Monty in this bitch throwin' up the B's

Get a body in this bitch like Chuck E. Cheese, nigga

Naw, stiff-arm, bitch (Fuck on)

Ain't got a penny for you, bout to get my bitch arm lit

We'll go in y'all shit, off the Henndog peeled

Tryna holla at a MILF, got the shocker like I'm Silk, ayy

Told me niggas gon' change, I ain't listen

Reminisce about my dogs, somebody gotta get it

A dub on me, still doin' fraud, I'ma dip it

Damn, at the Pistons game lookin' like a Piston

Yeah, chopper got the scope like I'm scientific

Ayy, yeah, drugs easing all my pain

When the beat on, I get flashbacks, yeah

Tryna prosper and look past that shit, yeah

Don't let me find out you was clout chasin' (Niggas hoes)

Yeah, all that being tough shit outdated (These niggas hoes)

Yeah, you gon' be the reason mama house vacant (These niggas hoes)

Yeah, I just gave lil' bro 'nem a down payment

One-of-ones on me, not no Dalmatians

Girl, you got me traumatized thinkin' every bitch like you

Got me thinkin' if I like a bitch, I'm a fool

Fucked up, I can't leave without the tool, ayy

Cut off people that I love, couldn't cry about it

If I get the wrong vibe, then I'm not around it (Shit crazy)

5674, I'll die about it, nigga

Whack a nigga and get high about it

Disrespect my brother like we ain't gon' slide about it

Niggas broke and they bored, they want clout up out us

Hear you throwin' slick shots, put a name on it

Just hit a freak bitch, ain't had to put no game on her

Gave her five-minute dick, put the gang on her

So she won't try shit, up that thang on her, ayy

Ayy, 'cause most these hoes opp bitches

I mean that's cool, but when we slide, I pray you not with 'em, bitch

Ayy, get a lil' change and watch everybody change

Get a lil' fame, shit'll never be the same

Killers on my head, nah, at least that's what they say

Everybody love me, at least that's what they claim

Now she wanna text, she wanna call me everyday

I don't feel the love, everybody actin' strange

I been out the way, now they say I'm bein' fake

Pushin' me away, they've been pushin' me away, ayy

Ayy, but how can I complain?

When I'm from the bottom, look how far a nigga came

When I'm with you, baby, I forget about the pain

But I gotta go, I gotta get back on this plane, yeah

And go right back M.I.A.

Right back in the field, baby, don't forget to pray

Lately, they been workin', I been gettin' through the rain

But I'ma be okay, ma, don't worry 'bout a thing

Yeah, in the jungle every day

You finally met a wolf in this world full of snakes, baby, yeah

Yeah, all these niggas prey, yeah

Tell the pastor when he pray, yeah

Don't forget to say my name

Bro 'nem had some beef, we just slid the other day, yeah

If you love me, then pray for me, yeah

Yeah, don't forget to pray, yeah, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, don't forget to pray

Yeah, don't forget to pray for me, yeah, ayy

Don't forget to pray, yeah

Ayy, tell my brothers don't forget to pray for me

No, I won't forget to pray for you, ayy

Ayy, don't forget to—