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Pistol Grip Prayer Video (MV)




Performed By: Mario Grand
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: DAMARIO GERRALD




Mario Grand - Pistol Grip Prayer Lyrics
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I been out here in the field and it's working on my patience Lord
Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord
How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Keep a smile on my face for the pain I ain't joking
Turn ya back to a snake get the blade and they poking
On the low niggaz hate to see me gain and I know it
All these ills in my head got me praying while I'm smoking
Yeah I know that I'm a sinner working on the way I'm living Lord
But when a muthaf*cka cross me it's hard to forgive him Lord
I don't want to eat them brown trays in and out of prison Lord
But when that work is coming in everyday is Thanksgiving Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
In the 7 sixteen
Niggaz come with smiling gestures but the jealousy mean
Gotta choose ya circle wise notice levels and things and
Ain't no muthaf*ckin future mixing peasants with kings
We in the jungle and living off finesses and schemes
Make me wonder if I'mma ever get to my dream
I send prayers the world got my tolerance low
It's all wrong a man a kill a child in the Lo
And poke his chest out now he moving like he a goon
One shell have you hotel hell or upper room
It ain't clean make you ride around with a broom
I mean the sweeper
They stepping up violence in June
Like its a ritual loyalty and love is conditional
Never trust appearances shooters fresh outta middle school
Bought a stick or two self preservation biblical
Tryna stay spiritual In the pit with the pitiful
I been out here in the field and its working on my patience Lord
Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord
How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
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I been out here in the field and it's working on my patience Lord
Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord
How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Keep a smile on my face for the pain I ain't joking
Turn ya back to a snake get the blade and they poking
On the low niggaz hate to see me gain and I know it
All these ills in my head got me praying while I'm smoking
Yeah I know that I'm a sinner working on the way I'm living Lord
But when a muthaf*cka cross me it's hard to forgive him Lord
I don't want to eat them brown trays in and out of prison Lord
But when that work is coming in everyday is Thanksgiving Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
In the 7 sixteen
Niggaz come with smiling gestures but the jealousy mean
Gotta choose ya circle wise notice levels and things and
Ain't no muthaf*ckin future mixing peasants with kings
We in the jungle and living off finesses and schemes
Make me wonder if I'mma ever get to my dream
I send prayers the world got my tolerance low
It's all wrong a man a kill a child in the Lo
And poke his chest out now he moving like he a goon
One shell have you hotel hell or upper room
It ain't clean make you ride around with a broom
I mean the sweeper
They stepping up violence in June
Like its a ritual loyalty and love is conditional
Never trust appearances shooters fresh outta middle school
Bought a stick or two self preservation biblical
Tryna stay spiritual In the pit with the pitiful
I been out here in the field and its working on my patience Lord
Make me wanna turn to weight cause a nigga tired of waiting Lord
How can I return the love when these niggaz out here hating Lord
I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I wouldn't blaze em Lord
Il shit real shit just bought a dirty shottie with the pistol grip grip grip grip
Il shit real shit cause it ain't really clean in the 716
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Writer: DAMARIO GERRALD
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