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Trizzy Garcia - Comin' from Where I'm from (Pray) Lyrics




To keep the lights on I play lights out
I'm in a quandry with this
So many hard times and difficulties I got a laundry list
I was laying in the drug spot
When them cops rushed it was great scott
My nigga passed it cut like a ginsu
Got locked twice damn my woes continue
Damn

Coming from where I'm from
A lil yak I take a sip of that
Ain't nothing Honkey Dory
No time for feeling sorry
Real spill its Trizzy Garci
I been down no pity party
I pray hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

I was knock down like Rhonda Rousey
Tryna get dough like hungry howies
Drank plenty boos turned to an alchy
Seen niggas shining man I was salty
Been missing like a slum lord
Tryna scrape cheese for a tom ford
Rest in peace Slanky I felt floored
Got to make plays no chalk board
Use to hoo bang to Mack 10 I was high in school like Mack & Devin
Nowadays the game f*cked up a lil nigga might bring the mack 11
Real facts
Niggas out here real wack
Your own bro will shoot you like Roger Zapp
And put you on the line like a hack of Shaq
From the cackalac and im gone

Coming from where I'm from
A lil yak I take a sip of that
Ain't nothing Honkey Dory
No time for feeling sorry
Real spill its Trizzy Garci
I been down no pity party
I pray hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

How they depict us yo its so embarrassing
Very imperative we change the narrative
Got to make a better way for our churn
Take care of Big ma get pookie off heroin
Wonder why we tumble push come to shove
Maybe preparation or a lack there of
We need some good leadership and some direction
First we got to face what's in our reflection and pray

Hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

I go dummy
Got the fire up in my tummy
Coming from where I'm from
I been playing with house money
Can you here me out there
Can I get a witness
One more time yea yea
I said I go dummy
Got the fire up in my tummy
Coming from where I'm from
I been playing with house money
Can you here me out there
Can I get a witness
One more time
Pray Pray
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To keep the lights on I play lights out
I'm in a quandry with this
So many hard times and difficulties I got a laundry list
I was laying in the drug spot
When them cops rushed it was great scott
My nigga passed it cut like a ginsu
Got locked twice damn my woes continue
Damn

Coming from where I'm from
A lil yak I take a sip of that
Ain't nothing Honkey Dory
No time for feeling sorry
Real spill its Trizzy Garci
I been down no pity party
I pray hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

I was knock down like Rhonda Rousey
Tryna get dough like hungry howies
Drank plenty boos turned to an alchy
Seen niggas shining man I was salty
Been missing like a slum lord
Tryna scrape cheese for a tom ford
Rest in peace Slanky I felt floored
Got to make plays no chalk board
Use to hoo bang to Mack 10 I was high in school like Mack & Devin
Nowadays the game f*cked up a lil nigga might bring the mack 11
Real facts
Niggas out here real wack
Your own bro will shoot you like Roger Zapp
And put you on the line like a hack of Shaq
From the cackalac and im gone

Coming from where I'm from
A lil yak I take a sip of that
Ain't nothing Honkey Dory
No time for feeling sorry
Real spill its Trizzy Garci
I been down no pity party
I pray hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

How they depict us yo its so embarrassing
Very imperative we change the narrative
Got to make a better way for our churn
Take care of Big ma get pookie off heroin
Wonder why we tumble push come to shove
Maybe preparation or a lack there of
We need some good leadership and some direction
First we got to face what's in our reflection and pray

Hop up out the bed and I pray
Fall down and I pray
Get back up and I pray
Brush off my shoulders
I got the angels watching over me
I know the devil don't drag his feet
I know he at the finish line waiting
So first I kneel victory formation then pray

I go dummy
Got the fire up in my tummy
Coming from where I'm from
I been playing with house money
Can you here me out there
Can I get a witness
One more time yea yea
I said I go dummy
Got the fire up in my tummy
Coming from where I'm from
I been playing with house money
Can you here me out there
Can I get a witness
One more time
Pray Pray
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Writer: Antrone Cockifeld
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