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lirik lagu pray to god – ghostboy jay$ee

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[chorus]
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah

[verse]
i pray to god every morning
that my n*gga ain’t an informant
ducked down on my whole ass
ain’t tell a n*gga what i’m knowin’
if he snitch he ain’t my homie
we cracking cards for chipotle
f*ck the cops, we ain’t going
overk!ll my opponents
yuh
50 racks stuffed in a duffle
everything i own is off of the street
yuh
put your grind in and go hustle
never stopping til’ the job is complete
yuh
these n*ggas ain’t got no muscle
they pushin’ weight but never making no cheese
she wonder why i don’t love her
she only love me cause a n*gga elite
she was trippin’ so i f*cked on the other one
skin tone lookin just like a b*ttercup
didn’t love me when i didn’t have my money up
now she trippin’ when a n*gga in front of her
we a product of what we had to overcome
of what we had to overcome
sh*t was crazy
knew the sh*t was a phase
wildin buyin’ h*lla sh*t in the bay
thinkin’ ’bout the sh*t from back in the day
thank the lord that i ain’t dead in the grave
long way from the minimum wage
food stamps get the fam thru the day
put my two feet in my own lane
heard he switched up
f*ck it n*ggas change (yuh)
heard he switched up
f*ck it n*ggas change
[chorus]
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah

[verse]
i do not f*ck wit these n*ggas
just pray to my god when i’m feeling weak
these n*ggas ain’t trappin
they don’t feel my pain
they acting for a scene
when i was in jail i barely got help
the bible close to me
these n*ggas will tell
so don’t put ya trust in everyone you meet
pray to god to keep my soul closed
i can’t let a person in no more
all the pain as a kid kept me so cold
need a clutch on my ratchet i can’t go
on the race to the money, i chase it
if it don’t make no money don’t make sense
had to pray to my god for some patience
if it ain’t on the table i take it
[chorus]
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah
i pray to god every morning that these laws don’t catch ya boy slippin’ when i’m in the street
i pray to god every morning that i don’t get k!lled cause i got a family to feed
i pray to god every morning if these n*ggas sold out they do not mention me
i pray to god every morning
i pray to god every morning
woah

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