CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Prayers
God, lay me down to sleep
Pray the Lord my soul-
I done forgot that sh*t, hahaha
I'm sick of myself
Doe Beezy
I rock with them demons, you know that we dangerous
(Know that we dangerous)
Run on your strip right now, I'm causin' when I'm slangin' it
They never wanna see us in the club, n***as just get when the gang in it (Facts)
Move with them demons, they know how we come, no we ain't lettin' no angles in (Fool)
I don't believe a thing you say you did
(I don't believe a thing you say you did)
I'm tryna spray his fact spray his crib
These n***as know how we mobbin'
These n***as know how we live (Grr)
YM Boy, just caught a body and he rеady to do it again
Demons outside and they don't play fair
Rich dеmon in Louboutins, might just throw away every pair
I'm the f**kin' band God, shoot yo face not the air
He was hollin' I replied, West side hate, blow your hair
I don't trust these n***as, look in his eyes, know he'll tell
These n***as know better not to slide, know they'll fail
She say "if you just wanna f**k" damn, b*t*h, she know me well
I broke her heart, now she wish I go to Hell
Wanna f**k Whitney but can't (But can't)
In a Hellcat with a K (Skkr)
Know I did wrong God but please let me in
I'm realer than n***as you let in them gates
I'm what they ain't, most of them n***as is fake (pu**y)
f**k all the opps we sent up here
See 'em and pit in they face
Pray the Lord my soul-
I done forgot that sh*t, hahaha
I'm sick of myself
Doe Beezy
I rock with them demons, you know that we dangerous
(Know that we dangerous)
Run on your strip right now, I'm causin' when I'm slangin' it
They never wanna see us in the club, n***as just get when the gang in it (Facts)
Move with them demons, they know how we come, no we ain't lettin' no angles in (Fool)
I don't believe a thing you say you did
(I don't believe a thing you say you did)
I'm tryna spray his fact spray his crib
These n***as know how we mobbin'
These n***as know how we live (Grr)
YM Boy, just caught a body and he rеady to do it again
Demons outside and they don't play fair
Rich dеmon in Louboutins, might just throw away every pair
I'm the f**kin' band God, shoot yo face not the air
He was hollin' I replied, West side hate, blow your hair
I don't trust these n***as, look in his eyes, know he'll tell
These n***as know better not to slide, know they'll fail
She say "if you just wanna f**k" damn, b*t*h, she know me well
I broke her heart, now she wish I go to Hell
Wanna f**k Whitney but can't (But can't)
In a Hellcat with a K (Skkr)
Know I did wrong God but please let me in
I'm realer than n***as you let in them gates
I'm what they ain't, most of them n***as is fake (pu**y)
f**k all the opps we sent up here
See 'em and pit in they face
