Rambro the Bexgawd - Pray

Pray for Me
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All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Need you to pray for me
Need you to pray for me
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me
When I die treat me like I'm Nipsey
When I die treat me like I'm Pac
When I die bury me like another legend
Not another nigga from the block
From the campaign to the champagne
From the bottom of it to the top
Still doin' dirt with my rag on
But I clean the block wit a mop
They don't see the growth from me
These niggas hoping I flop
But I came wit a bolt wit a lock
You Instagram famous
You posting a lot
But I came from the strip with the koke in my sock
You know what my name is
You know how I rock
You know how I roll
Blistering cold
Still moving that blow
I stashed in a bitch house that live off of Grove
I pass through my kids house and hit em wit dough
We ain't the same
Taking pay cuts
Tryna make up for the times I ain't get em them games
They say I got kids I'm never gon claim
I guess I'm ashamed
But these bitches out here for everybody
What's ya body count
Why you worried bout me
Think ya body count
You got a weird body
I was goin' through phases
Life in these stages
Writin' these pages
Tired of these jobs and these trifling wages
Questioning God but I gotta be patient
Cause it gotta be more
Fell to my knees
Let em drop to the floor
I reached my peak
It's a lock on the door
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me
I don't know what niggas try to take me for
See all the money that I made before
Never made me more
It's hard to fix your life when you're breaking laws
Try to get it right without making war
On my own accord
Mistakes I said I wouldn't make no more
I tried to give advice
You couldn't take no more
I'm down and I'm lonely
My brother still locked in a prison
He maxin' ain't gettin' no date
What the fuck is a halfway when niggas is whole
These lawyers is snakes and these judges is hoes
Like Trey Way we don't break we don't fold
That's the code of honor
See I'm not the man that had the Glock in hand
So who shot the man
I don't know your honor
I'm a fan
I'm minding my business
God as my witness
So tell me who else to explain it to
I was fucked up you was fucked
But that don't exactly just mean I'm the same as you
Real niggas do real shit
And you ain't never lend a hand
You was up bout 40 something
Still left me in a jam
The fuck do I owe you
All of the shit that I showed you
Call me a dentist
I mold you
All of the shit that you showed me made me an OG
Guess you was raising a mogul
See I was born alone and I'ma die Alone but before Ima gone I'ma show
I'ma make a million but without the Building
I'm focused now so don't fight the Feeling
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me
All of my life
Planned to be rich
Never had shit
Always been poor
Never had that
Never had this
I'm hitting licks
I needed more
I need you to pray for me
Want you to pray for me

Written by:
Daniel Lewis

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