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Some soul shit, yeah Look A lot of niggas pray for whips or hoping to get their cheddar raised I'm just praying for better days They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray Damn, I'm just praying for better days My older cousin been dabblin' in cocaine sniffin' Love him to death but feeling like I can't hang with him Went to Atlanta to hopefully get some change with him Woke up the next morning, the nigga chain missing Oh well, pray for his safety but hardly miss him Shame that when I make it we can't be Bacardi sippin' 'Cause the drugs got that nigga living with a foggy vision And I'm tryna make a living with mics like Scottie Pippen So many friends that I'm starting to lose Prayin' my crew don't become a party of two Progression seem tight but like gears on a bike Boy when you switch up that's when it's hardest to move 'Cause niggas clown Drake for being so sentimental They see the same nigga over every instrumental Niggas spittin' raps by pointing gats out tinted windows Knowing they ain't never owned a pistol A lot of niggas pray for nice whips While hoping to get their cheddar raised I'm just praying for better days They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray I'm just praying for better days My older cousin been dabblin' in cocaine sniffin' We should be headed to new Bugatti lane switchin' Instead he bangin' that neighborhood and gang livin' And blow a nigga brains out if they don't bang with him This the same nigga I ate Captain Crunch with Neighborhood got him feeling he should pump lift 'Cause it's 60s for life, niggas never jump ship But a jump you when off a xan and blunt hits It's for anybody strugglin' looking for better blessings Reminisce to when I was hooping and droppin' dimes Now I ain't carry tecs or no automatic weapons But we're shooting every day at school, that's Columbine Damn I'm missing responbility, never present As you get older, every mistake is your hardest lesson Lost 300 dollars fucking with my old bitch If I did that shit now, a nigga be homeless So shit, it's so many women love to hate a nigga Made 'em believe a dream 'til it drove him crazy, nigga I'm focused on getting better, don't wanna go crazy with him Like a dollar on a budget, please Lord save a nigga Lot of niggas pray for whips or hoping to get their cheddar raised I'm just praying for better days They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray I'm just praying for better days I wish I could show my cousin a better way I'm just praying for better days Just got stabbed and might be headed to heaven gates I'm just praying for better days Just got the text, the docs is operatin' on him Wish I could say I was shocked to hear the news 'Cause he would often have him a couple bangers on him And karma like movie trailers, it's always coming soon Pray for him, hate how he livin' but love him And never change on him Prayin' he make it so I could create a way for him But if he don't, I'll be praying on heaven gates for him Gotta go harder nigga I don't need new Lamborghinis or wheel stuntin' All I spit is real, the fans gon' feel from it I will make it, you will know me, you will love it So much, will in these raps you think Uncle Phil love it Competition lacking, every verse I kill something Music like old pimples, nigga it's still bumpin' We focused on getting bread, my niggas is meal hunting But still givin' that real, these niggas could feel from it A lot of niggas be praying for whips and to get their cheddar raised I'm just praying for better days They hit the block with Glocks and let berettas spray Damn, I'm just praying for better days My older cousin' been dabblin' in cocaine sniffin' I'm just praying for better days Feeling bad that a nigga can't hang with him I'm just praying for better days Praying for better days I'm just praying for better days Praying for better days It's still some soul shit Still some soul shit Feeling bad that a nigga can't hang with him We all fightin' the same fight It's for every nigga with a 9-5 that they don't fuck with Every nigga with a relative And a lifestyle they don't fuck with it I'm just praying for better days
Writer(s): Johnny Jackson, Ernie Isley, Marvin Isley, Ronald Isley, Rudolph Isley, O'kelly Isley, Christopher Jasper, Tupac Amaru Shakur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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