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Bobby Grand - Pray Lyrics



Bobby Grand - Pray Lyrics
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Our Father
Lord forgive em
They dont know what they do
Yea
Ayy
I swear to God
I'm the best shit since sliced bread
Go outside with all this drip
Niggas taking pictures
Lookin like feds
The way these baddies
Throwin all this CAT
You would think the boy
Don't even like head
Hater niggas
Always in they feelins
Man that BILI nigga
Damn He Always winnin
Everything fire
Bringing back the feelin
Them niggas sounding like they uninspired
Perfect time
For me to come thru
And just crush shit
Like the twin towers
Listen bruh
You better wake ya game up
Stop sleeping on the realest ever
Coldest out
And I'm gettin better
Sick
My temp is like a hunnid 6
So I guess i lied
I should be bed ridden
Somebody please
Get some meds in him
He keep screaming out
Murder murder
Think it's something wrong wit his head nigga
Jesus Christ
That boy is nice
Fo you come for me
Better think about it
Push da button
Nigga make my day
Have ya moms cryin
Ya sister, ya aunties
Gon have to
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
That's on my life
I'm the realest nigga
Ever touch the mic
Kill the beat
Then murk the verse
You claiming GOAT
But u just aite
Run my game
Then I beat the pussy
That's RIP
Then I say goodnight
Catchin z's
Like her day was crazy
Hussle hard
Can't relate to lazy
I got the answers
Cant never sway me
I seen my road
Like I driver for Uber
Gripping grain
Blind to the bull
Gotta cover my eyes
Like Rick Da Ruler
GOAT status before I'm finished
Tryna light shit
Like the week of Christmas
Cold as winter
Ya careers a solstice
Young OG
Showing niggas what sauce is
Hardest artist wit zero budget
So I can shake shit
Show niggas was Fault is
Regardless
I'm big dawg
So if I bark
My young pups
Show you what Paws is
Think it's a game
Then I run a play
Get you blackballed
Show a nigga what pause is
Get it... pau is...
Bring the hook back
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
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English

Our Father
Lord forgive em
They dont know what they do
Yea
Ayy
I swear to God
I'm the best shit since sliced bread
Go outside with all this drip
Niggas taking pictures
Lookin like feds
The way these baddies
Throwin all this CAT
You would think the boy
Don't even like head
Hater niggas
Always in they feelins
Man that BILI nigga
Damn He Always winnin
Everything fire
Bringing back the feelin
Them niggas sounding like they uninspired
Perfect time
For me to come thru
And just crush shit
Like the twin towers
Listen bruh
You better wake ya game up
Stop sleeping on the realest ever
Coldest out
And I'm gettin better
Sick
My temp is like a hunnid 6
So I guess i lied
I should be bed ridden
Somebody please
Get some meds in him
He keep screaming out
Murder murder
Think it's something wrong wit his head nigga
Jesus Christ
That boy is nice
Fo you come for me
Better think about it
Push da button
Nigga make my day
Have ya moms cryin
Ya sister, ya aunties
Gon have to
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
That's on my life
I'm the realest nigga
Ever touch the mic
Kill the beat
Then murk the verse
You claiming GOAT
But u just aite
Run my game
Then I beat the pussy
That's RIP
Then I say goodnight
Catchin z's
Like her day was crazy
Hussle hard
Can't relate to lazy
I got the answers
Cant never sway me
I seen my road
Like I driver for Uber
Gripping grain
Blind to the bull
Gotta cover my eyes
Like Rick Da Ruler
GOAT status before I'm finished
Tryna light shit
Like the week of Christmas
Cold as winter
Ya careers a solstice
Young OG
Showing niggas what sauce is
Hardest artist wit zero budget
So I can shake shit
Show niggas was Fault is
Regardless
I'm big dawg
So if I bark
My young pups
Show you what Paws is
Think it's a game
Then I run a play
Get you blackballed
Show a nigga what pause is
Get it... pau is...
Bring the hook back
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
I
PRAAAYY
I pray for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my WAAAAYYY
Get out my way boi
Vultures
Wanna ride the WAAAVVE
You gotta pay for it
Pray for these niggas
To stay out my bidness
And count up my figgas
It's gon be a murder
Hope the lord forgive us
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Writer: Bobby James, Jr Pope
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Performed By: Bobby Grand
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Bobby James, Jr Pope

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