Issue No 144 Pray Lyrics
Pray by Issue No. 144
(Intro)
I hope to god that I ain't dreamin'
I hope it all went to (???)
Baby, I'm the new believer
New image for you
(Verse)
When in time, with these chicks I'm on a cruise ship
Black gloves, stash love, I'm leavin' no prints
I pray to God, dawg, it's very necessary
I free slaves, my wave is very legendary
Big pause, my dawgs, play is secondary
It's hard to breathe, jeesh, she keeps tellin' me
Botched out, sky wound, chill, my co-5
Man, these bitches go wild, got 'em cushin' on my coast now
They wanna do dope now, now they wanna get stroked now
I get these bitches coast, now it's probably cause it's ghost out
Now these bitches wanna go down
Now they wanna go to Ghost Town
Shawty, keep it in the coast, now
I think I need a boat now, huh?
Lables on my jack, now, I guess it's cause I'm hot now
Got me cruising wit my top down
Got me fuckin' up the block now
I probably need to slow down
But I feel like I'm grown now
Cause I can get it on my own now
Got me feelin' like I'm Corb now
Such a Rolling Stone, now
Now niggas wanna smoke out
Now niggas wanna poke now
But they need to jock down
Got me feeling like I'm Pac now, huh
Or Biggie getting popped now
'Cause I'm hated by the cops now
They wanna see me locked down
But I keep 'em locked out
I ain't gettin' locked up
I be like lock who?!
Show 'em how to block, du'
Niggas hate to see not cool
Niggas hate cause they not you
Niggas figment, that's not cool
Keep it real, man, that's not you
Got the keys to the town, boy
Got the keys on the rim, boy
Put the keys and just jam, boy
You get the keys and get land lord
With the brand new keys on the brand new strip
Brand new fiends, got a brand new hitch
Brand new meal with a brand new bitch
Cause every other girl got a brand new quip
And every other girl got back suit quick
No, ain't no other chick that could take this stick
I hope to god that I ain't dreamin'
I hope it all went to (???)
Baby, I'm the new believer
New image for you
(Verse)
When in time, with these chicks I'm on a cruise ship
Black gloves, stash love, I'm leavin' no prints
I pray to God, dawg, it's very necessary
I free slaves, my wave is very legendary
Big pause, my dawgs, play is secondary
It's hard to breathe, jeesh, she keeps tellin' me
Botched out, sky wound, chill, my co-5
Man, these bitches go wild, got 'em cushin' on my coast now
They wanna do dope now, now they wanna get stroked now
I get these bitches coast, now it's probably cause it's ghost out
Now these bitches wanna go down
Now they wanna go to Ghost Town
Shawty, keep it in the coast, now
I think I need a boat now, huh?
Lables on my jack, now, I guess it's cause I'm hot now
Got me cruising wit my top down
Got me fuckin' up the block now
I probably need to slow down
But I feel like I'm grown now
Cause I can get it on my own now
Got me feelin' like I'm Corb now
Such a Rolling Stone, now
Now niggas wanna smoke out
Now niggas wanna poke now
But they need to jock down
Got me feeling like I'm Pac now, huh
Or Biggie getting popped now
'Cause I'm hated by the cops now
They wanna see me locked down
But I keep 'em locked out
I ain't gettin' locked up
I be like lock who?!
Show 'em how to block, du'
Niggas hate to see not cool
Niggas hate cause they not you
Niggas figment, that's not cool
Keep it real, man, that's not you
Got the keys to the town, boy
Got the keys on the rim, boy
Put the keys and just jam, boy
You get the keys and get land lord
With the brand new keys on the brand new strip
Brand new fiends, got a brand new hitch
Brand new meal with a brand new bitch
Cause every other girl got a brand new quip
And every other girl got back suit quick
No, ain't no other chick that could take this stick