Momma Pray for Me Lyrics

Thoughts of a young black man

Control ya anger

Lost as a young black man

COMpassing danger

Boss as a young black man

The RICO gang ya

Floss as a young black man

They watch & chain ya

Wanna send the scribe through air

Pray it touch my niggas

Ya niggas

All niggas

Once you get a pretty picture

They come to steal ya peace

They want you dead or gone boy

Under or in the streets

My life is based on breaking chains

& my fam the same

Sure I had some highs & lows

But I can't complain

They wanna throw me a box

With no shoes & socks

& sit my ass on a block

Have me slanging blocks

With a tech in my sweat

Screaming no regrets

Seen some things I can't forget

RIP'n shit

This ain't the dream

Wish I could Pray

With Annie K

She was holding us

Life is life

I know the road

Gotta be more for us

Nigga where's the lie

Ain't get this high

To drop out the sky

My mama praying for me

Thoughts of a young black man

Control ya anger

Lost as a young black man

COMpassing danger

Boss as a young black man

The RICO gang ya

Floss as a young black man

They watch & chain ya

Mama pray for me

I'm on my way

Found a way to eat

It's the game

This the way for me

I'm in my lane

Goin from A to Z

I'm in ya lane

Try & make me leave

We not the same

I was rasied a beast

Never caged or leashed

Only play for keep

These end gotta meet

What a time

Boy this life of mine

Gotta grind if tryna shine

On my line ain't no wasting time

Mama pray for me

It's the same ole same

But we gon make it out

They play the same ole games

Dnt let'em take you out

They gon tell you stay in ya lane

This whole thing is ours

& when ya nigga on his shit

Dnt hate

Give him flowers!

He deserves it

Mama pray for WE

OUT!