Prayers Lyrics

Feel like i'm Rod Wave in the booth

I'm having hard days i'm in school

I'm tryna get my place with the goons

I'm talking bout goons that murder in studios

Light up a j and pass me the Julio

Reminiscing like I got it on video

My heart is missing I been through a lot okay

I keep on praying to God okay

I wish I had better days i've been living

Sleeping on the road in my Honda (Oooo)

Getting notifications from all these bitches

I'm hoping one day it's Obama (Oooo)

Been getting the bag but lately

I'm feeling like all i've been getting is karma (Oooo)

On the phone with my mama

We pray to God pray that I blow like Osama (Oooo)

Coming through with the vision

On the road with a mission

Feel like a soldier (Hmm)

Hit up my G's we pop out we boutta get lit

He tell me just hop in the rover

In the room getting stitches

In my head getting stitches

I made decisions

Ain't nothing free in this life

But I got the keys

I'm coming through with my ambition

I been done a lot shit

Did a lot a sins

But I swear i'm religious (Huh)

They don't know my story

But act like they know me

I swear they acting be superstitious (Eyyy)

Only God can judge me

No other man can judge me

Unless it is Jesus (Grrr)

I put it on God that

Imma put food on plate

Imma put food on plate

I'm saying prayers on prayers (Oh my God)

I need repairs on repairs (Oh my God)

Feel like i'm losing my layers God (God)

Feel like i'm falling off chairs God (God)

I put my hands above me (I put my hands above me)

Cause I know God above me (Cause I know God above me)

I pray to the man above me (I pray to the man above me)

I know that my blessings above me (I know that my blessings above me)

I'm putting down all my prayers on God

When mama cry she be filling the mop

On her knees she be talking to God like he's pop

She like father i'm praying he go to the top

Tell the President that boy he coming to visit

A resident but I've been busy with winning

I'm tripping but getting right back on my feet

Like a racehorse imma take off

I'm praying I don't need no prenup (Prenup)

I'm praying they see me no Cena (Cena)

I pray for my fans and my niggas my enemies

Pray we all getting bigger (Bigger)

I pray for them people that's stuck in the trenches

I pray they ain't pulling no triggers (No triggers)

I pray that my nieces don't fall to the streets

My nephews I'm praying they better than me

I hope I don't get to the dissing these niggas

Who hating I think they love envying me

I write up a couple of bars

You do not wanna beef Jehovah he listen to me

I grew up on God but I'm feeding the devil

Damn the story of Adam and Eve

I pray that one day I'm back to my roots

But now I'm hanging with lions and thieves

I'm saying prayers on prayers on prayers

Oh my God (Oh my God)

Backed up on my bills

My G's getting killed

This shit ain't real (Oh my God)

Mentally ill

But they keep popping pills

All for the thrills (Oh my God)

This life ain't forever

So they do whatever

Ain't nobody clever

Oh my God yeah