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Prayers ft. TenBillion Dreams, Suspect OTB
D Double E
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In the past and prezi (Prezi)
Always movin' prezi (Prezi)
Open him up like prezi (Prezi)
Aim and fire the desi (Desi)
Machete, berretti (Berretti)
Come with both like Headie (Headie)
Set it up like Eddie Hearn cah I just
Wanna earn some readies (Readies)
I heard man talkin' crud, I hope these man are all ready (Ready)
To make it b-b-bang like Fekky (Fekky)
Cah it's gonna get tekky (Tekky)
Light man up with heat, not talkin' gas and a lekky (Lekky)
Man better hide with Keisha (Keisha)
Man better hide with Becky (Becky)
Takin' bets, who's these man there sendin' threats? (Who?)
Walk with my dog, not talkin' pets
These man better pay their debts
Cah this one will lift a man out his crep
When I put it on a man live and direct (Straight up)
All of your headtop full up of sweat
The doctor won't know (Oh my word)
Blud, I've never been a shook one
As an artist, I've never been a poop one
Quiet, never trouble no one, yeah, me one
If you want beef (Uh), come, let's cook some
Catch some fish (Come), let's go hook some
Bidi-bup-bup
'Cause it's gonna get sticky like bubblegum
None of them guys could ever try diss man
I don't hang on par with them boy, them boys ain't my friend
Don't go down them ends, stay in my own ends
Mix and mingle with my closest friends
Friends that'll back you right to the end
If there's an argument, the friendship gets mended
Real friends keep it real 'til it's ended
That's why I never made new friends
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype (No cap)
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype
I want no hype, no way, no, no way, no)
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy (Look)
It's gonna get sticky like bubblegum
I got real friends with me, I got some frenemies
And got some enemies, but they ain't tellin' me
I wonder why, I guess niggas is scared of me
I ain't surprised, they know my pedigree
Different calibre, different entity
Different driver, different ability
Fuck all my haters, them bitch niggas dead to me
I'm still outside, the fuck is you tellin' me?
I walk in the room and the actin' stops (Woo)
'Cah I'm every meanin' of the G that niggas pretend to be (Facts)
This ain't a script, what you see is what you get from me (Facts)
Pussy better fix his face if he's tryna step to me (Uh)
And the bitch better fix her mouth anytime
She ever think about chattin' me (Huh?)
Tell 'em think again next time try puttin'
These guys in my category (Tell 'em think again)
This ain't what you think, my brain chip
Out and I do somethin' bad for me (No way)
I got it straight out the mud, came in
This game, I had them packs on me (Jizzy)
Tuckin' them in, been rockin' niggas to sleep
Niggas is sons of me, oh, niggas is sons of mine
Don't believe the hype, just some little pricks, some likkle porcupine
With their puppy show, a likkle pantomime (Oh)
Flow is that, you know you copy mine (Oh)
Lord knows I don't need new enemies (Oh)
But I'm still gon' roll with them (Grrah)
Lord knows I don't need new enemies
But I'm still gon' say it with chest, let's go
I don't hang on par with them boy, them boys ain't my friend
Don't go down them ends, stay in my own ends
Mix and mingle with my closest friends
Friends that'll back you right to the end
If there's an argument, the friendship gets mended
Real friends keep it real 'til it's ended
That's why I never made new friends
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no hype
Pray for the Lord, I don't want no enemy (Look)
It's gonna get sticky like bubblegum
I don't hang on par with them boy, them boys ain't my friend
Don't go down them ends, stay in my own ends
Mix and mingle with my closest friends
Friends that'll back you right to the end
If there's an argument, the friendship gets mended
Real friends keep it real 'til it's ended
That's why I never made new friends (Enemy)
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