Pray for Me Video (MV)

Yeah
Aye prodigy what's good
We just warming up
Just pray for me
Just pray for me
Uh
Pray for me no rhyme or reason
Cause faithfully I'm fighting demons
Stay in that pocket keep that will like Beamen
Sometimes I wake up and I don't even feel like breathing damn
Was a young nigga only f*ck with milfs tho
To her to the pad she get buck like my bill fold
They was use to moving drugs I wasn't on it tho
Stash the work in the brick the real corner store
Old head at work the guy slick
Told me live fast youngin and you die quick
But if these bitch niggas wanna try shit
Make sure you keep the heat low like a fire spit
Whew lessons they spout
That's a kiss of death most a never make out
But for the feel they seem to pass any day out
Where niggas post corner like a eight route den sale ain't no safehouse
See this yard is forever
A nigga take a charge for the squad its whatever
And they'll catch a stray for me cause deys homies
Them were the days homie caught me in a daze hold me
I went from blacks to xanax to codeine
Now I'm doing lines just to keep my nose clean
Yeah
Nothing more I can say for me
All I ask is you pray for me

Just pray for me
Just pray for me
Just pray
Nothing more I can say for me
Could be my last any day homie
Just pray for me
Just pray for me
Just pray
Nothing more I can say for me
Could be your last any day homie
Just just just