Pray for me Lyrics

Pray to god I make it to college, uh

Pray to god for all of my artists, uh

I pray to god cus my mama forgot that we on this

See the progress, this is a process

Honest

I pray to god for the criminal convicts

Everybody is a killer when it's put into context

An I, I pray to god for Madison Collins

An I, I pray to god my grandmama is upon us

Pray to god that my daughters are like the Lesage's

Write a song, feel that rhythm right off of the pages

I been through the hatred

Trials and tribulations

Everybody praise to pray I wouldn't make it (Ooh!)

But I was patient, I'm learning patience

Up out the way 'fore I dig your first grave bitch

I been a player ever since the first grade bitch

Heartbroken, I'm counting down the days and

I'm a man and a half, run it back see you later

Girl I know your friends mad

I'm just passing these haters

You the Daniels to my Jack so we packing with flavor

Girl you beautiful, I wrote my snapchat on this paper

Take it

Cut the correcting you is not correct

And now these motherfuckers chicken shit

Playing checkers and chess, but I ain't playing games no

I'm playing with your girls feelings now

Ill see you hanging from the ceiling tile

I got more money on my mind than Mr. Crabs with a Birkin bag

You so mad with your bitching ass I already broke her back

Fed up with your shit, she want it bad so I'ma take it

I just met up with your bitch she give me head, decapitation

Cut the head off

My money better

I ain't no hero

I'm in my demon era

Ha, Robert De Niro

Breaking necks with all this Sicilian blood

She tryna get it all, you taste my Sicilian love

Did you even get enough, tired of you bringing up

Everything from the jump, like you think I give a fuck

I got these hundreds on

I got my money on

I got your baby in my bed with Armani on

No, no

Top of my game an we ain't talking apprentice

(Waiting) Waiting for the jury gonna feel on my sentence

And the water like berry, you locking the fence

But I found a new entrance

You smoking fent' but I ain't rocking Burberry down in the trenches

Pray to god I make it to college, uh

Pray to god for all of my artists, uh

I pray to god cus my mama forgot that we on this

See the progress, this is a process

Honest

I pray to god for the criminal convicts

Everybody is a killer when it's put into context

An I, I pray to god for Madison Collins

An I, I pray to god my grandmama is upon us

I prayed to god yesterday

I asked for something that I never asked before

I asked for a new chance at society

Cus all this shit is getting to my head and I'm freaking out

I feel like I can't even fucking touch the ground anymore

I need your help

Let me know