Prayer Lyrics

Dear Lord I hope you hear my prayer

Don't usually ask for much but I can't help but pray for greatness

I pray for riches just so I can fix my aggravation

I'm fried with dope to think the life of better situations

Pray for forgiveness seems my sins haven't been forgiven

When I post my son it's not for publicity it's just cause I miss him

I'm missing Nami too can't wait to grant her birthday wishes

Love when they together I hold them tight tuck they head and kiss em

Tuck them in bed like you tuck yo tail let's get back to the trenches

I had to reminisce real quick but time to speak on business

11 Shot three people dead bro you must be kidding

That block was hot you hit babies if you ask a witness

Ian even mad niggas pulled yo badge that must've made you mad

That's snitch talk let me not do that it must've been yo dad

If it was about a bitch then bro that's it just turn in yo flag

And you was bro was gone keep it low like bro you get a pass

I must be tripping they screaming free him I'm screaming fuck quez

They say I'm liable to trip I'm tweaking off them meds

I sobered up my mind clear y'all just don't use head

To be specific my mind different I think three steps ahead

Pooh Shiesty came up swear that all you know back door

That shit he did was wrong and he know it ain't even gone ask nomo

The shit he did hurt me to my heart can't get a pass nomo

You told like three stories tell another it's gone make it four

You lied to me him and him and him like it's eeny miney moe

Saw hope in niggas my heart got bigger fuck that my answer no

Don't call my phone & I'm not drake hotline don't bling nomo

You chasing pussy bet yo pockets don't cha Ching nomo...

That should tell you where the fuck we stand

If I seen you slap in yo shit before I shake your hand

You had bitches texting me like I was they man

I had to check em they apologize I understand

I guess you don't nigga you grown put on them big boy pants...

99 Problems still put trust in no nigga hand

They wonder why I don't trust bitches

Why would I trust a bitch if I can't even trust my nigga

He ain't snake me but he snake my brother so you know I feel it

I made theTeam to have the loyalty of herb no limit

Never thought it would be a mistake when I said I'll let you in it

Crossing each other I don't condone

And I stand on business

It remind me of that bitch who was getting busy

100 Percent faith in her she still was fucking other niggas

Muscle cars and bitches everywhere I go

No fans when I enter but got fans when I leave the show

Asking me for pictures I'm realest everywhere I go

L's Boy Wan Spittin if you ain't already know

Masking up to link she think she sneaky sneaky I can't let her post

Always liked 'em freaky want that thing thing all in her throat

Should've been superstars but they ain't let me drive the boat

Sipping champagne with the gang after dinner toast

Know she like me icey wear my jewelry on my denim coat

Wanna be wifey she tryna be all in my ig post