Pray and get high ft. Chris Moner Lyrics

Oh pray

Alright

Yeah

Hope you hate me

Half of the way I burn

If you don't have your picture

Up at the God's home

(Bitch you ain't no saint) Bitch you ain't no saint

Pray and get high

Pray and get high

(Yeah) Pray and get high

I ain't tryna rush so take ya time

Take a shot and get ya loose up off the wine

Hot girl hope you know you came fire

I been looking hoping you gone let me slide

Tryna figure out what's going on (Yeah)

Late night I heard you creeping on the low

Feeling like your with it

Where's the lighter for the smoke

She know I been tryna hit it

I been waiting for the go

Go (Go), woah

I'm so tired of playing games

Yeah

Heart turned cold and you the blame

Huh, quick to claim that you a saint

Searching for fame

I can see right through a lie

(Yeah, yeah)

Hope you hate me

Half of the way I burn

If you don't have your picture

Up at the God's home

(Bitch you ain't no saint) Bitch you ain't no saint

Pray and get high

Pray and get high

Pray and get high

You can get a taste of ya own medicine (Oh yeah)

Bitch I hope you know that you ain't heaven sent

Counting up them favors add ya seven cents

You be in it for the clout, ain't think about it since (Yeah)

Ya friends saying that you should've let me know

But I'm knowing that you never would've let it show

Got me with the run around, and end up saying no

Seeing everything that shines it ain't always gold

It ain't always gold (Ohh)

What's on your mind

Since feelings changed (Ehm)

Heart turned cold and you the blame (Heart turned cold and you the blame)

Heard you get a round and got a man

Top down I'm just tryna get a plan

I'm just tryna be ya number one fan

Yeah

Hope you hate me (Yeah)

Half of the way I burn

If you don't have your picture (Oh yeah)

Up at the God's home

Bitch you ain't no saint

Pray and get high (Get high)

Pray and get high (Get high)

Pray and get high

Pray and get high

(Alright)

Pray and get high

Pray and get high

(Ohh, uhm)

(Ohh uhm, uhm, uhm)