Prayers

Sayin' my prayers when I get home Hit from the back and you know that I'm gone

Say she can't stand me whenever I'm gone I'm lookin' good with my Burberry on

Shottas inside of the coupe while I'm touring Countin' this money, I ain't gettin' bored

Yes, I'm a dad, got my kids in the foreign I cried out for help and I watched them ignore it

Oh yeah, yeah, know, I could get out my body

That's if I want to, yeah know, Iil Ace, behind me, I know he gon shooooot

These bitches and niggas gon' hate as soon

As I walk in the room Oh yeah, ayy, I had my doors on locked, yeah

I had the pounds in the stu, yeah Wherever I stay, I do, yeah

I'm a young, heavy-hitter, Babe Ruth, ayy Cold December's, had water for dinner