PRAYER - Intellectual

PRAYER

HOOK X 2

Uh, Bow our heads and let us pray

Lord can you help me out my selfish ways?

Lord can you help me get a nigga paid?

Lord lead me back home I have gone astray, Amen

VERSE 1

My pops never came, damn what a shame

Bagged too many times transporting the ‘caine

Deported his frame

Now im in the US doing it for us, yes I carry the name

A beast off the leash you can’t tame

Tough times morphine’d my shame, I’m numb to the pain

Learned from his mistakes he got caught with the physical, now im invisible audio ‘caine

Yea I refrain from making the same, bullshit my nigga you’re infesting my brain

I reloaded, cocked back, and switched up my aim

Head shots all winter this here’s not a game, BANG

Want my girl in Helmut Lang

My bitch is flee metaphors with the slang, yeah

The dope slang I slang like a Priest turned addict used the Lord’s name in vein

I’m big money you chump change, keep your 2 cents don’t swerve lanes

I been fly since paper planes, no MIA I’m talking pre-k

500 for the J’s im walking on pre-k, worked my ass off for designer shit, NEW SLAVE

For as long as I live I’m putting niggas in graves, no life, Walking Dead, every day’s Sunday. CHURCH!

HOOK

VERSE 2

Sweet baby Jesus, bitter niggas have been my latest demons

Tell me how I look from your view at the bleachers

A good look on my own don’t care for your features

Tell me what’s your issue?

(I said)