Ka$h Jones, Ace $$$ - Pray

My momma tell me pray to Jesus
All the new gangster shooting guns trying be us
They want to be us
My momma tell me pray to Jesus
He let us struggle everyday like he don't see us
All the new gangster shooting guns trying please us
If we into it then lets do it bitch don't tease us
And it's crazy how they treat us
They still act like we property when they freed us
They want to take us from our kids when they need us
See I been down with my daughter since a fetus
Pops scared the whole family with his seizures
But it ain't over cause we need you
Pops scared the whole family with his seizures
Uh it ain't over my sister need you
Pull up grab my cheese with the runts in my mouth
Only nigga still doing fronts in the drought
Delete my instagram I don't want the account
Ace Money chase paper I don't hunt for the clout
And I hustle for my family not no fronts in my mouth
I pay for my work up front ain't no fronts in my house
I been still drug dealing but I want to get out
Yeah yeah yeah
Ou man I been working I'm not in the jets
Right now this white man trying to sue me I got in a wreck
He think I'm stupid don't be sleeping on my intellect
Have them boys on his ass quick fast in a sec I'm into that
Why this girl keep speaking on my name all on the internet
And I use to take her ass to work don't you remember that
And I use to take your son to school don't you remember that
You can never play me for a fool bitch you remember that
I ain't been happy in a while but I'm still smiling
The only thing I buy is pounds cause I got bills piling
They say my little cousin down he been still wilding
But until this day ain't make a sound that nigga still silent
Awh
Why you had to do me like that
Why you had to do it like that
So I got to catch him on some slick stuff
I don't want to do you like that
Awh I really want to break you off
Keep the glock on me and you know it's never on soft
You don't want to get shoot nah nigga better watch yourself
I'm trying to provide for family
Niggas aint trying to struggle trying to get to the money
The cash the mula the green the guap the whatever
Nigga you trying to get it yeah we trying to get the cheddar
Trying to stay ten toes stay a float
Since a youngin
I been thuggin
You know I always had to get the money
I aint worried about no fake nigga nah
I'm just trying to get the guap
Shoe box full of hundreds
Got to stack it up got to keep running
The finish aint near its a marathon
R.I.P. to Nip neighborhood 60 huh
Shoutout to Jizzle he a 60 too
You know them neighborhood my fucking fools
But it's TEF until the day I die
Take a look up to the sky I see my guy
I see my guy
Oh I be my guy
I be my guy
I be my guy
I be my guy oh

Written by:
C Holland, C Washington

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Capitol CMG Publishing

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