Verse

Drawing my inspirations from life lessons, blessings

Days & nights Im still skressin’

Addressin my imperfections, knowing they won't got away

Until I start confessing, Im getting older by the day, I see the lord is testin

& sometimes I fail but see I get the big picture if I take the Big L

& that’s from the lifestyles of the poor & dangerous

Ain't no angels so they turn to angel dustin’ atheist shit

Life tend to fuck with you at the wrong time

It’s a long fight but dust off nigga, we gon be alright

Industry tricky, niggas iffy in the starlight

That’s why I can't put trust in these niggas like I trust God right?

The Audacity, punk niggas after me

Kill those boys drop bars got me feelin like Cassidy

Guess thats why they mad at me, bless to be free

While you dancing with the devil with two left feet

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You ain't right nigga

Nah you ain't right

Nah you ain't right nigga

Nah you ain't right, uh

Nah you ain't right

Nah you ain't right nigga

Nah you ain't right

Uh, nah you ain't right

Verse 2

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I pray for niggas who waiting for me to flop

Give it up nigga you know Im not

I came a long way from empty bellys to a pocketful

So Im praying for homies who is still up on the block

Im praying for Ye cause he’s lost and now

I guess we see whos stronger when it all falls down

& Im praying for the kids inside my generation

Cause Social media is now a mental penetration

A demonstration of better moves, is what I wanna be

Cut off my phone but temptations keep calling me

Im praying I can show some commitment to my girl

But how Im spose to say no when all these shorties is all on me

Praying for the lost ones the suns and the daughters

Praying for the mommas, the lost of a father

Whether death or dishonor, shit can fuck witcha

Praying for the suns who got no fathers there to lift em

Praying for my niggas who is stuck inside the system

Chasing dreams like they meek but only nightmares get em

Praying for anxiety, so we get high, pop pills, roll quick

Praying that you get sobriety

Praying for society, shit is getting worse

Asking for a revolution but see I ain't kirk

My feet still in the dirt and that ain't good for my health

I ain't perfect still praying for myself asking if you could hold me

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