Prayers Daily

It's get down or lay down, like what do you mean my nigga (like what do you mean)

Crossing they I's and dotting they T's

We don't make friends with them guys cause they enemies

And we be running these sides, like State Property

I got the streets on lock they know what's going on

I get drunk & put my feelings in a song

But I'm blessed to say not all my niggas gone

Prayers daily, that I put my niggas on

Feel like the face of the trenches they calling me beans (they calling me beans)

You know that money come first, I get It by any means (gotta get It)

So many bitches on my body, man I can't even breathe