T.C. - How I Pray

I expect too much from you n it's not fair
But they don't like how I behave when I don't care
I be sleepin offa four cause that's the only fuckin way
I kiss my fingertips then raise em cause that's how I pray
I handle business almost every single day
I could take yo bitch almost every other day
Ask her what she on and she told me on my way like andalé
I know she crazy cause she always think she late
She think she gon change me really doubt it
Holdin out cause I won't cuff but I can really do without it
She might do some bad but still so heaven sent
Best of both she like two face harvey dent
I was tryna make it easy gettin high n I repent
Sometimes gotta let it out sometimes gotta vent
I expect too much from you n it's not fair
But they don't like how I behave when I don't care
I be sleepin offa four cause that's the only fuckin way
I kiss my fingertips then raise em cause that's how I pray
I handle business almost every single day
I could take yo bitch almost every other day
Ask her what she on and she told me on my way like andalé
I know she crazy cause she always think she late

Written by:
Robert Collins

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