| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| I’m too fuckin' sexy for my fuckin' self
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| But I’m too fuckin' sexy for anybody else
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| I got two phones so I can talk to myself
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| Cause I don’t wanna hear from anybody else
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| These bitches lookin' like they wanna eat me
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| My life a movie, these niggas' life ain’t even fuckin' TV
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| Ask around, I’m a fuckin' shooter
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| Am I a nerd for drive-bys off my fuckin' scooter?
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| I’m sippin' champagne like it’s fuckin' milk
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| I buy the bottle just so I can spray everybody else
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| I’m standin' on the sofa in my fuckin' loafers
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| Crockett & Jones, just know these ain’t no fuckin' Jordans
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| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| I’m a street nigga, no backpack
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| I’m a nigga, nigga, no frat rap
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| I sold more dope than these niggas that be tryna rap that
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| But I’m articulate with my words
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| And have more experience to speak on that trap rap
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| I hop on the plane with my firearm, I pack that
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| Cause I be out of town
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| When niggas see my gold and wanna get blapped at
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| These coon ass rappers get laughed at
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| Lord I pray for 'em, they’re sniffin' their own trap packs
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| I be movin' and shakin' with Cubans and Haitians
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| Recruitin' and breakin' bad bitches who be usin' vacations
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| I’m smooth with the patience but not truly accustomed to waitin'
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| If I want it, I’ll take it, nah if I want it, I’ll make it
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| I’m creative, creator, my life is a painting
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| Buildin' and breakin' with the skill of a mason
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| Not really be prayin' but…
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| Yesterday, sent up a prayer now
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| Lookin' in the mirror now
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| Don’t know what to tell you
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| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| Yesterday I sent up a prayer
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| It was selfish, I was in the mirror
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| Lookin' at my good features
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| Lookin' like a baby Jesus
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| Daddy, you made that grace your bitch |