Pray for me
Know life get hard
Lets go
Pray for me
Young nigga from the block
Bitch all I know is shoot
Grrraw
If you ain't trying to catch this iron
You better trust your shoes
Gone
Cause in these streets i'm down to ride like I ain't got nothing to lose
My youngin gone go silly with that iron like he got something to prove
Ayo
A-block tatted on my arms bitch ill die for it
Die
A grand a check a band a man I bet they slide for it
They pull up at yo house if you aint there
Well we gone find you forest
They researching on everywhere you be
They got time for it
God
I made a promise to my block I won't forget about em
Naw
That A-way tatted on my arms bitch I can't live without em
A-Block
That 45 my best friend
Don't leave the crib without em
We think the same way
I aim his brain he pull a rib up out em
Fair exchange I don't want his bracelet get his f*cking chain
Yerrr
Untuck and aim them shots we putting up just like a Rucker game
Grrraw
Dont trust a bitch I f*ck em then I curve em
Leave em hurt stiff
Them hoes like adding diamonds to yo rolly
They ain't worth shit
But y'all gone kill about that pussy huh
Y'all gone kill
The same bitches soon as y'all niggas go to jail
They give that pussy up clown
Frail
You love ya girl
You been f*cking her deep
(You been f*ckin her deep)
Well same shorty you f*cking deep
Dog I been I f*cking for weeks
(F*cking for weeks)
I had her cleaning out my house
She even scrubbing my sneaks
Sucking my dick arching her back
While i'm rubbing her cheeks faggot
I f*ck these streets without a condom on
I been jumped off that house
You on the porch and you aint leap
Put a bonnet on you pussy nigga
I been counting Fetti like I made cheese
(Yerrr)
I been won you pussy niggas never made the team
This cash ruling everything around me like I made cream
(Ward)
Shooting so much im getting exhausted this my 8th beam
Pray for me
Tell the lord im sorry I been sinning hard
(Im sorry)
I want forgiveness but I know that ima sin tomorrow
(I will)
Im hitting up that trap I need a bankroll the size of mars
(I do)
With Rubber bands thats wrapped around it thats the size of lungs
Pray for me
Clown Haa
Pray for me
Pray for me
Cashwitus Pooh - Pray For Me Lyrics
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Pray for me
Know life get hard
Lets go
Pray for me
Young nigga from the block
Bitch all I know is shoot
Grrraw
If you ain't trying to catch this iron
You better trust your shoes
Gone
Cause in these streets i'm down to ride like I ain't got nothing to lose
My youngin gone go silly with that iron like he got something to prove
Ayo
A-block tatted on my arms bitch ill die for it
Die
A grand a check a band a man I bet they slide for it
They pull up at yo house if you aint there
Well we gone find you forest
They researching on everywhere you be
They got time for it
God
I made a promise to my block I won't forget about em
Naw
That A-way tatted on my arms bitch I can't live without em
A-Block
That 45 my best friend
Don't leave the crib without em
We think the same way
I aim his brain he pull a rib up out em
Fair exchange I don't want his bracelet get his f*cking chain
Yerrr
Untuck and aim them shots we putting up just like a Rucker game
Grrraw
Dont trust a bitch I f*ck em then I curve em
Leave em hurt stiff
Them hoes like adding diamonds to yo rolly
They ain't worth shit
But y'all gone kill about that pussy huh
Y'all gone kill
The same bitches soon as y'all niggas go to jail
They give that pussy up clown
Frail
You love ya girl
You been f*cking her deep
(You been f*ckin her deep)
Well same shorty you f*cking deep
Dog I been I f*cking for weeks
(F*cking for weeks)
I had her cleaning out my house
She even scrubbing my sneaks
Sucking my dick arching her back
While i'm rubbing her cheeks faggot
I f*ck these streets without a condom on
I been jumped off that house
You on the porch and you aint leap
Put a bonnet on you pussy nigga
I been counting Fetti like I made cheese
(Yerrr)
I been won you pussy niggas never made the team
This cash ruling everything around me like I made cream
(Ward)
Shooting so much im getting exhausted this my 8th beam
Pray for me
Tell the lord im sorry I been sinning hard
(Im sorry)
I want forgiveness but I know that ima sin tomorrow
(I will)
Im hitting up that trap I need a bankroll the size of mars
(I do)
With Rubber bands thats wrapped around it thats the size of lungs
Pray for me
Clown Haa
Pray for me
Pray for me
Know life get hard
Lets go
Pray for me
Young nigga from the block
Bitch all I know is shoot
Grrraw
If you ain't trying to catch this iron
You better trust your shoes
Gone
Cause in these streets i'm down to ride like I ain't got nothing to lose
My youngin gone go silly with that iron like he got something to prove
Ayo
A-block tatted on my arms bitch ill die for it
Die
A grand a check a band a man I bet they slide for it
They pull up at yo house if you aint there
Well we gone find you forest
They researching on everywhere you be
They got time for it
God
I made a promise to my block I won't forget about em
Naw
That A-way tatted on my arms bitch I can't live without em
A-Block
That 45 my best friend
Don't leave the crib without em
We think the same way
I aim his brain he pull a rib up out em
Fair exchange I don't want his bracelet get his f*cking chain
Yerrr
Untuck and aim them shots we putting up just like a Rucker game
Grrraw
Dont trust a bitch I f*ck em then I curve em
Leave em hurt stiff
Them hoes like adding diamonds to yo rolly
They ain't worth shit
But y'all gone kill about that pussy huh
Y'all gone kill
The same bitches soon as y'all niggas go to jail
They give that pussy up clown
Frail
You love ya girl
You been f*cking her deep
(You been f*ckin her deep)
Well same shorty you f*cking deep
Dog I been I f*cking for weeks
(F*cking for weeks)
I had her cleaning out my house
She even scrubbing my sneaks
Sucking my dick arching her back
While i'm rubbing her cheeks faggot
I f*ck these streets without a condom on
I been jumped off that house
You on the porch and you aint leap
Put a bonnet on you pussy nigga
I been counting Fetti like I made cheese
(Yerrr)
I been won you pussy niggas never made the team
This cash ruling everything around me like I made cream
(Ward)
Shooting so much im getting exhausted this my 8th beam
Pray for me
Tell the lord im sorry I been sinning hard
(Im sorry)
I want forgiveness but I know that ima sin tomorrow
(I will)
Im hitting up that trap I need a bankroll the size of mars
(I do)
With Rubber bands thats wrapped around it thats the size of lungs
Pray for me
Clown Haa
Pray for me
Pray for me
Writer: Kameron Lewis
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