Pray ft. Ace $$$ Lyrics

My momma tell me pray to Jesus

All the new gangster shooting guns trying be us

They want to be us

My momma tell me pray to Jesus

He let us struggle everyday like he don't see us

All the new gangster shooting guns trying please us

If we into it then lets do it bitch don't tease us

And it's crazy how they treat us

They still act like we property when they freed us

They want to take us from our kids when they need us

See I been down with my daughter since a fetus

Pops scared the whole family with his seizures

But it ain't over cause we need you

Pops scared the whole family with his seizures

Uh it ain't over my sister need you

Pull up grab my cheese with the runts in my mouth

Only nigga still doing fronts in the drought

Delete my instagram I don't want the account

Ace Money chase paper I don't hunt for the clout

And I hustle for my family not no fronts in my mouth

I pay for my work up front ain't no fronts in my house

I been still drug dealing but I want to get out

Yeah yeah yeah

Ou man I been working I'm not in the jets

Right now this white man trying to sue me I got in a wreck

He think I'm stupid don't be sleeping on my intellect

Have them boys on his ass quick fast in a sec I'm into that

Why this girl keep speaking on my name all on the internet

And I use to take her ass to work don't you remember that

And I use to take your son to school don't you remember that

You can never play me for a fool bitch you remember that

I ain't been happy in a while but I'm still smiling

The only thing I buy is pounds cause I got bills piling

They say my little cousin down he been still wilding

But until this day ain't make a sound that nigga still silent

Awh

Why you had to do me like that

Why you had to do it like that

So I got to catch him on some slick stuff

I don't want to do you like that

Awh I really want to break you off

Keep the glock on me and you know it's never on soft

You don't want to get shoot nah nigga better watch yourself

I'm trying to provide for family

Niggas aint trying to struggle trying to get to the money

The cash the mula the green the guap the whatever

Nigga you trying to get it yeah we trying to get the cheddar

Trying to stay ten toes stay a float

Since a youngin

I been thuggin

You know I always had to get the money

I aint worried about no fake nigga nah

I'm just trying to get the guap

Shoe box full of hundreds

Got to stack it up got to keep running

The finish aint near its a marathon

R.I.P. to Nip neighborhood 60 huh

Shoutout to Jizzle he a 60 too

You know them neighborhood my fucking fools

But it's TEF until the day I die

Take a look up to the sky I see my guy

I see my guy

Oh I be my guy

I be my guy

I be my guy

I be my guy oh