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Ford's Prayer

Lute feat. Cam O'bi
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I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together Some days I try to maintain, but I cannot cope Like fuck the rap game, where my niggas go? It's funny how they never show face when your pockets low But all up in your face when they see just where you tryna' go You see lately I been tryna' blow Cause my daughter need space for her stuffed animals I used to have patience, but it's running low Lord, if you could, send me a sign or something 'Cause you ain't with this in my life for nothin' Every single day we Queen City slummin', is that too much to add? I'm just tryna be stress-free, Lord take these shackles off me I'm just tryna be set free, Lord take these cuffs off me I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together Took some steps back, had to redefine Baby mama out the picture, I got peace of mind You see my mama used to tell me read between them lines Like nigga mind your fucking business, why you all in mine? How did he get signed? It's my fucking time I never sold a gram or crack or had to bust a dime I got it out the mud, like nigga, look at how it shine You never make it from the Ford when nigga watch the grind That's why is Westside nigga when I fucking rhyme Now these niggas looking at me like hold, swole, slow it down Should have been around when I hit the ground running Never seen it coming when I drop 'Still Slummin' Now it's fours in the air 'cause the whole city love it Now that skinny mother fucker be making noise, can't ignore Sky's the limit, they thought my limit was baby's Ford Now everytime when I kiss the ground when I thank the Lord Tell them mother fuckers that I'm coming for it Now everytime when I kiss the ground when I thank the Lord Tell them mother fuckers that I'm coming for it I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together I wanna cry sometimes Living this life under pressure I wanna die sometimes, I gotta keep it together I just wanna spread my wings and just be free to fly Maybe one day we'll wake up and just be free to fly I just wanna spread my wings and just be free to fly Maybe one day we'll wake up and just be free to fly Lord, it's so hard living this life The constant struggle each and every day So wonder why I'd rather die than continue living this way