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PRAY 4 U
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Hip-Hop/Rap
PRAY 4 U was released on July 25, 2025 by Jungle Gold Music Group as a part of the album PRAY 4 U - Single
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Release DateJuly 25, 2025
LabelJungle Gold Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jag Gatz
Jag Gatz
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Wolf
Phillip Wolf
Songwriter
Mark Battles
Mark Battles
Songwriter
Jagat Govan
Jagat Govan
Songwriter
Maximus Unger
Maximus Unger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Maxxii
Maxxii
Producer

Lyrics

Gatz shooting at a high clip
Stock'll rocket, better buy in
Never say bye, they biased
And I'm never plain, still the flyest
Things only change if you do
Hate all of y'all acting too cool
I'm never sneaking I always speak it
Platinum plaques for my voodoo
We gotta make it, it's right here
Tired of saying this my year
In reality it'll never not be
God got me, my sight clear
Cakes not wakes, if there's any candles
Gotta eat, what's too many samples
Ran the forest with too many wolves
Made my mark through too many battles
And this the time to take risks
Joints blunt, gotta face it
City know me now aiming digital
Lacing real raps on a fake disc
Learn the game, it's real tricky
Many passed on to build with me
Never sweat it, they who gon regret it
If they still with me, they gon kill with me
On go
I'm really going for gold
You would believe if you know what I know
And if you don't here's the fork in the road
I gotta make it, the story's in stone
Just like the shop, got the smoke for the low
The highest quality, control what I show
Cuz in the end, I'll be owning the throne, so
Know we boutta do it more than capable
When I get my shot, I'll split game in two
I used to hope that they would go and pray for me
But when I'm in my zone then it's pray for you
When I'm in my zone, yeah it's tunnel vision
My life like a show, you in intermission
You still finding your soul, that's an inner mission
I found a pot to piss in, now I'm juice and vodka sipping
Don't ever wanna peak, moving real slow
Coming with the heat, gotta see it through
See it through, that's how I see it though
Right on their heel toes
I got it sealed bro
150 riding on the wrist, I need that
Never stepping foot in where I live, I need that
Egos, y'all gotta leave it home
My pen is real cold, y'all need a miracle
Rocking with a clique that don't mean shit
They'll pocket you until your pockets thick
That slander still answer off their lips
That's why I move in silence from the mix
Know we boutta do it more than capable
When I get my shot, I'll split game in two
I used to hope that they would go and pray for me
But when I'm in my zone then it's pray for you
When I'm in my zone, hope y'all speak prayers
I should be left alone, I'm the beat slayer
Outside really balling like a street player
And one of yours is mine for the week player
But no harm no foul
You see you only live once so we gon party now
And you can't look me in my eyes, cuz I'm Cartied down
Ferrari sound, just like thunder won't be tardy now
200 on the dash, should I tone it down
Lonely smile, but too blessed for me to mope around
Your goat a clown, yo this rap game looking hopeless now
Had some tough nights I was broke but never broke me down
Wow, you live and learn through all this shit
Get a turn ball a bit, run it up then call it quits
Like sushi, sex, and papers bitch I'm raw as shit
Don't cut the pie in pieces I want all of it
Bitch
Written by: Jagat Govan, Mark Battles, Maximus Unger, Phillip Wolf
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