I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

I pray for these Niggas

I pray for my Niggas

Talk Holy Santos

Put my ashes on the mantle

Lookin like Mackavelli gone commando

Want me to slip through the trap door

Red dots on me Like I’m Rambo

I’m done playin No Sambo

Pah Pah Pah Roshambo

What hide under that Afro

Pick it how you get it any way I’m livin run they digits I was born the defintion

Fuck the competition made my own religion I don’t pray to God

I pray to my descendants I don’t see no foes just a mirror image

Speakers knocking and you know my windows tinted

Speakеrs knocking and you know my windows tinted

Speakers knocking and you know my windows tintеd

Speakers knocking and you know my windows tinted

So when I ride they don’t see me when I ride goin ghost

When I ride they don’t see me when I ride goin ghost

When I ride they don’t see me when I ride goin ghost

When I ride they don’t see me when I ride goin ghost

When I ride they don’t see me when I ride goin ghost

And I pray for these niggas I pray for these niggas I pray for my niggas x2

I pray for these Niggas I pray for my Niggas I pray for these Niggas

No Mercy

Run up in yo village grippin on some spears with zulu image jumpin in this runnin my own business mixin like a chemist with the world play messages i’m sendin

I count it up like its my last day I ain't going out no cape on this ape no harambe but im beatin my chest till the song say I pray for these niggas