P.R.A.Y.

Used to hit the block and not double up

I then watched niggas die slow fucking with them double cups

And it’s finna be a long ride bro you better buckle up

Had to learn the ropes like double Dutch

And we went to war with any nigga that they put in front of us

Had some hard days and I know I speak for everyone of us

And I know I’m speaking for the whole hood

In the mansion i don’t get no sleep making sure the bros good

And your potnas out here starving bad but I heard your hoes good

Would’ve been flashed if I ain’t smoke woods

When the money low ion got no words for my bro big