PRAYED FOR

Never thought that this would be the life I was made for (no) I just wanna live the life I always prayed for (for) I'ma keep gettin' this money Motivated by the ones who make more (more) You so sweet if, I go broke, I'ma take yours I don't wanna be like another man (no) Ballin' on these bitches, Juwanna Mann (ball on them) Shawty, don't compare me 'Cause I ain't nothin' like your other man (no) Too many bands in my right hand Iceberg in my left hand (real icy) Pull up, back-to-back-to-back-to-back double Rs (skrrt, skrrt) Pushin' the Cullinan (uh) I can speak in first and third, K real good with the words (yeah) I perform the magic like a wizard (voilà) We gon' catch him slippin' off that sizzurp (brrt, brrt, brrt) Man down, spin this addy, he a real big risker We leave his brains on the cizzurb (uh-huh) I startin' spittin', I got me some chicken I eat up the beat like a gizzard (eat up) No, you don't wanna see me get bigger (why?) Might as well hand me the scissors (cut 'em off) I know you ain't really my bro, gotta cut you outta the picture (ooh, ooh) Kiss that bond goodbye, nigga, ain't no "see you laters" Gotta be the hood hero 'cause ain't nobody save us (hood hero) Even though I call them my bros Real close, I gotta play 'em (my bro) You gon' die 'bout my brother before I let you lay him (oh, yeah) Six feet deep in the dizirt (dirt) Booted up, I can go bizerk (ooh) I'm a real lane switcher (Yeah) You act like a bitch, somebody come get her (act a bitch) Dissin' on me, say it with you chest nigga not a whisper (yeah) Glizzy on me, knock a pussy nigga right out of his whiskers Never thought that this would be the life I was made for (yeah) I just wanna live the life I always prayed for (prayed for) I'ma keep gettin' this money Motivated by the ones who make more (made more) You so sweet if, I go broke, I'ma take yours (ooh, ooh) I been comin' off the sleeve, no pen, no pad, no pencil Talks with the ghetto angels on my sleeve, that's who I vent to These bad habits, seem like the only way to clear my mental The ones above, and the ones I love The only ones I can repent to I treat my brother's mom like she was my other mom (uh-uh) Had to remind them, I'm one of a kind Damn near a hundred times (yeah, yeah) Give these people my trust, Lord knows I tried more than a hundred times I'm so one hundred, out of love, I let you cross a hundred lines Waitin' for a nigga to try me, uh, next nigga play get bodied Them killers front line about me Hope you niggas heard about me My homies shoot first about me I can still put in that work, don't doubt me That killer creepin' out of me (Baby Reaper) I'ma still go hard for the ones who ain't really proud of me (ooh) I'ma put on for the slums, that's where I'm from Yeah, I'm proud to be (be), I keep takin' these drugs That make me numb but the pain still bother me (uh-uh, uh-uh) Lord knows I need it out of me, no, I ain't one to dance But, I do the runnin' man through a couple grand (runnin' man) You bound to lose a hundred friends Before you touch a hundred bands (hundred bands) Sometimes that water more loyal than blood Me and my right hand, ain't from the same sandbox (box) I secure the bag with a deadlock (lock) I'm gon' kick that shit that make your head bop (head bop) Real Rasta, I don't need no dreadlocks Whole lot of runts, whole lot of, whole lot of blunts (whole lot of) 'Til my eyes bloodshot How much weight can he hold? a lot (a lot) Gotta stay hungry and hold my spot (my spot) Not enough pockets to hold these knots (no) Some shit just gon' remain impossible I cannot fold this guap (fold this guap) They got all eyes on me, I got the juice like Pac This must be the life that I was made for I'm just tryna live the life that I prayed for (prayed for) Oh, oh