PRAY4ME

Please pray for me, pray I keep my head above the water

Don't play with me, I don't think my circle could get smaller

If it does, I'll be solo, for real, yeah

If it does, I'll be solo, for real, yeah

I remember it was only theoretical

Now I see the money through the reticle

I swear, I swear

Flip my old shit on Hollywood

I'm sure my suicide doors

Got my therapist worried

Marble on my floors, we were sitting on the curb

Okay my dawg sip on some with a Kirby hue

Okay, hula hoop, size of the circle I'm used to

Please pray for me

Pray I keep my head above the water

Don't play with me

I don think my circle could get smaller If it does I

Be solo for real Yeah If it does I be solo for real

Yeah, wait

If it does, I'll be solo, for real

Dolo, for real

I go so overkill for all my familiar

Don't got a chill, don't know what that is

I come from a place you can't have no feelings

Mr. Mrs. Smith how my bitch might switch

I fuck her like a mistress so she don't try

I know my circle's downsized, am I surprised?

Please pray for me Pray I keep my head above the water

Don't play with me I don't think my circle could get smaller

If it does, I be solo, for real If it does, I be solo, for real