Rappers Prayer (feat. Cre8tive)

Dope boy swag five on a bag

I’m on they ass yeah yeah

I ran it up off of the Zans

Up off the grass yeah yeah

I know why they mad cause

I didn’t look back

Yeah I done past yeah yeah

Hop in the whip

Drive that bitch fast

I hope I don’t crash yeah yeah

Getting geeked got molly on me

No you can’t get no Molly for free

Trying to get off a pound by da week

Rub that shit in yo gums

Ain’t go going to sleep

Rub that shit in yo gums

Ain’t go going to sleep

And I’m already hating myself

Why you digging my grave for me

Who do you think you is

Who do you think you is

Who you suppose to be ya

Who you think you is but I don’t see yeah

Yeah call my phone but I don’t say hello cause

Down low ain't nowhere I’m trying to go

I’ve Been down so long

That I don’t say help when I Answer my phone

All this time done gone past

I still miss my grandma wit my grown ass

She loved me like I love my son

He done grown fast

They can do you wrong

Or hold you down

But it won’t last

I get on my knees and pray

These are the things I say

Imma go real fast

Lord help me blow up real fast

I promise I won’t crash

I just want to get on my feet And

Off my ass

If I ever did anything to block my blessings

Forgive me my bad

I’m just trying to get my son things

That I never had

And make my enemies my foot stool

Because they did me bad and

My city laughed at my past attempts

To blow up but they didn’t know

You was all I had

I’m trying to ball on these streets

They trying to call on me

Why everybody

Been getting their weight

And pick it up and fall on me

I done put my dick in her mouth

Now she wanna come jaw on me

Ooh

Dope boy swag five on a bag

I’m on they ass yeah yeah

I ran it up off of the Zans

Up off the grass yeah yeah

I know why they mad cause

I didn’t look back

Yeah I done past yeah yeah

Hop in the whip

Drive that bitch fast

I hope I don’t crash yeah yeah