"Prayers Call" lyrics

"Prayers Call"

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Dmac on the fuckin' track)
Yeah
You know, shit, I'ma take y'all through life
Do this whole tutorial, I'ma take y'all through life
All emotions right now

Niggas at the prayer call with a knife in they sweater
You're holdin' hands together, but homie slimy as ever
Some of them guys the devil and they be lyin' when tell you
That they prayin' for you, really pray you get nine years or better
Nigga a jailhouse peach, but he fuckin' his niece
Lie through his teeth, when he get out, he right back in them streets
They say he jumpin' on cases to get his time shortened
Everybody got they eyes closed, but his wide open
At the prayer call, prayin' on your downfall
Every night, 9 o'clock, that nigga prayin' on your downfall
Yeah, young nigga comin' out the projects, my mama born in Haiti
I ran up five million dollars, then I went fuckin' crazy
I started playin' with my nose, I wanted to catch a body
I see these platinum and gold, whoever thought that I'd be
Gettin' two hundred a show? Now he got a Porsche and 'Rari
Swerve off the lot in a Rolls, they hate to see me shinin'
So I drop the top on that Rolls, make sure they see me slidin'
I went right back to my golds, I should've kept my diamonds
Got so much pain in my soul, but they gon' still me smilin'
All my Snipers right behind me, none of this money don't define me
They think I just been whinin', but I'm investin' and grindin'
Out here, it ain't hard to find me, ain't never doin' no hidin'
I see it in your face, bitch, you lyin' again
All that a nigga want is some honesty
I'm runnin' with lock 'cause it go down in the pen'
You see it in my face, I'm on them mollys again
When I get you, I'ma cuff you like it's a warrant for your arrest
I'm runnin' with the Snipes, can't lose my life in the feds
I was way more happier in the projects
Reminiscin' on days when I was robbin'
I know you missin' them days when you was my bitch
But why I gotta remind you to keep it solid?
Yeah, I pop checkbooks and I pop pills
I was locked up with the crooks on the top tier

Good dope got me noddin' off, mm
Got me lookin' Barbara Hale
Shawty told me take my diamonds off, mm
'Cause she love me for my heart, it's there
Your virginity, it's been killin' me
If you feelin' me, you should chill and see
You should wait with me, have some faith in me
Baby, stay with me and don't play with me
Good dope got me noddin' off (Yes, sir)
Got me lookin' Barbara Hale (Yes, sir)
Shawty told me take the diamonds off (Yes, sir)
'Cause she love me for my heart, it's there (Yes, sir)
Your virginity, it's been killin' me
If you feelin' me, you should chill and see
You should wait with me, have some faith in me
Baby, stay with me and don't play with me


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