Woedie - On & On (Praying)

Money that's money
That turn niggas funny
But broke niggas upset my tummy
Listen la dummy
I shine like it's sunny
But nigga I rap like a mummy
Look out lil woe
Look out for me
Look out lil bro
Cus you we coming
I been out here really hustling
But all of my homies they thuggin
& you know they muggin
Please be cautious
If you tryna make a movement
Don't make it sudden
If you tryna come blues us
Then we ain't budging
I'll take ya to da dirt
With all my cousins
Drinking,laughing, smoking, eating, cussin
I think that I got 1 hit that's in da oven
Maybe 2 that'll knock ya socks
Off ya bunyans
Talking 50's & 100's
They come abundance
I'ma triple these racks
Stack em by bundle
Put son in a sack
That's organic cotton
I got too much on the line
So I ain't stopping
Bitches wanna bump & grind
But they ain't poppin
Once that choppa make a sound
It's bodies droppin
When I obtain da crown
Then these hoes start flocking
Man I'm paranoid thinking
Somebody plotting
Think them crackas watching
I like strippers poppin
Booty on my noggin
Swinging, dancing, squatting
See that kitty throbbing
I'm at Truth or Diamonds
What I look like stoppin
Boy you look like a duck
Start to call you Donald
Cus you look like a shmuck
Now these niggas stuck
All I get is bucks
Tampa & Milwaukee
Boy don't get me started
They done got me talking
Then it turn to arguing
Choppers get to sparking
Now the dogs braking
I ain't tryna bargain
I just need my pay
Unless I'll go retardant
Like Kevin Gates
Got too much to say
To put it in a tape
Think I'll try my best and
Pray that they relate
I been looking for a way
Searching everyday
I pray
And meditate
I'm just trying to make sure
That if I die today
He open up them Gates
I been looking for a way
Searching everyday
I pray
And meditate
I'm just trying to make sure
That if I die today
He open up them Gates
Listen I'm a body every
Single beat
WWE UFC
If somebody wanna see me
They can take a ticket
Stand in line
& pay the fee
I'm a stepper
With da Smith & Wesson
But I don't like nobody
To touch my feet
Watch is drippin
My wrist swimming
Like the sea
Ball like Pippen
& spit like a true MC
Don't need fame
I'm just after the currency
Go insane
Like my Brain need
Therapy
It's a hole in my heart
It's a vacancy
Where my grandma was at
& it's aching me
I been praying
Nobody don't play with me
Cus I'm on edge
& this not the day to be
Tryna push me
Don't trust me
Just wait & see
I ain't pussy
Why these niggas
Hate on me
It's a lot on my Brain
It's a lot I can't change
Praise Ahayah cus
He made a way for me
I spit fire like dragons
But not the Beast
It's all biblical
Trust In the prophecy
Ain't invincible
Force-feed philosophy
End of pencil
Erase all idolatry
Make it simple
But how could it ever be
Gimme checks
Bc this is my destiny
I know all of my people
Gone step for me
When I die
I just wonder what's next
For me

Written by:
Ryan Reddick

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