They say home is where the hate is
But God keep taking homies I can't balance it or shake it
Got me high and contemplating
About a stray bullet doctors saying I won't make it
And tears drown the cheeks of all them faces
The marathon continues
I need my paper straighter than some braces
And everyday I wake in different places
You want it better chase it
And never let a mf take it
The barriers was set we had to break it
For now I'm in the slums where 2 flips on a 7th get you a lemon
A weapon for protection and all of the flyest linen
Who to trust now
News tellin lies I ain't buying
Shoes I ain't trying
We real familiar with gun sounds
And life goes on bruddas fallen but not forgotten
So ima pour some liquor and double cup when the sun down
62 Grammies you hustle and get a bust down
For times life was blocking my lineman from getting touchdowns
Landblock free all them niggas know what it do
I can never scoop down to a level lower than you
If politics can't help my section
We ain't pressing no elections
We looked up to all the niggas who looked up to rayful Edmond
Only president to represent me is the dead ones
1st you get the money then the power then the fear come
Never say too much that's when the Rico and the feds come
And now you looking at all of ya niggas like who said sum
Big bucks that's forever and a day
Living round the way tryna be never in the way
Future full of smoke I see some fourtune in a pot
If I keep sitting on this block
I'm seeing heaven up the way
I do this for my mudda
And my muddas
They my bruddas
From the gutta
It will never be another
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols how you looking at it
Make sure you pray for me
Stashspot Buck - Pray 4 Me Lyrics
Stashspot Buck - Pray 4 Me Lyrics
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English
They say home is where the hate is
But God keep taking homies I can't balance it or shake it
Got me high and contemplating
About a stray bullet doctors saying I won't make it
And tears drown the cheeks of all them faces
The marathon continues
I need my paper straighter than some braces
And everyday I wake in different places
You want it better chase it
And never let a mf take it
The barriers was set we had to break it
For now I'm in the slums where 2 flips on a 7th get you a lemon
A weapon for protection and all of the flyest linen
Who to trust now
News tellin lies I ain't buying
Shoes I ain't trying
We real familiar with gun sounds
And life goes on bruddas fallen but not forgotten
So ima pour some liquor and double cup when the sun down
62 Grammies you hustle and get a bust down
For times life was blocking my lineman from getting touchdowns
Landblock free all them niggas know what it do
I can never scoop down to a level lower than you
If politics can't help my section
We ain't pressing no elections
We looked up to all the niggas who looked up to rayful Edmond
Only president to represent me is the dead ones
1st you get the money then the power then the fear come
Never say too much that's when the Rico and the feds come
And now you looking at all of ya niggas like who said sum
Big bucks that's forever and a day
Living round the way tryna be never in the way
Future full of smoke I see some fourtune in a pot
If I keep sitting on this block
I'm seeing heaven up the way
I do this for my mudda
And my muddas
They my bruddas
From the gutta
It will never be another
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols how you looking at it
Make sure you pray for me
But God keep taking homies I can't balance it or shake it
Got me high and contemplating
About a stray bullet doctors saying I won't make it
And tears drown the cheeks of all them faces
The marathon continues
I need my paper straighter than some braces
And everyday I wake in different places
You want it better chase it
And never let a mf take it
The barriers was set we had to break it
For now I'm in the slums where 2 flips on a 7th get you a lemon
A weapon for protection and all of the flyest linen
Who to trust now
News tellin lies I ain't buying
Shoes I ain't trying
We real familiar with gun sounds
And life goes on bruddas fallen but not forgotten
So ima pour some liquor and double cup when the sun down
62 Grammies you hustle and get a bust down
For times life was blocking my lineman from getting touchdowns
Landblock free all them niggas know what it do
I can never scoop down to a level lower than you
If politics can't help my section
We ain't pressing no elections
We looked up to all the niggas who looked up to rayful Edmond
Only president to represent me is the dead ones
1st you get the money then the power then the fear come
Never say too much that's when the Rico and the feds come
And now you looking at all of ya niggas like who said sum
Big bucks that's forever and a day
Living round the way tryna be never in the way
Future full of smoke I see some fourtune in a pot
If I keep sitting on this block
I'm seeing heaven up the way
I do this for my mudda
And my muddas
They my bruddas
From the gutta
It will never be another
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols how you looking at it
Make sure you pray for me
Writer: Kashif Cahoon
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