Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pray 4 Love, artist - Rod Wave. Date of issue: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pray 4 Love |
| That’s real shit, bro, like |
| After you like a, a baby, a child, a little kid |
| If you lucky enough, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| After you a child, bruh, ain’t no love in this shit, man, for real |
| This shit rough, man |
| You got a long road, boy, a cold one |
| Straight up |
| Only love what you do for 'em |
| The only kinda love out here, my nigga |
| Who can you trust in this cold, cold world? |
| Better get a blanket |
| It’s worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerous |
| Never thought I’d see the day separate glitter from gold |
| When friends turn into foes, but it’s the life that I chose |
| And these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilish |
| Got spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal wave |
| Get on my knees every day, I asked God and prayed |
| That my dirty ways don’t lead me to an early grave |
| One life to live and it’s survival of the fuckin' fittest |
| Here come your rivals, when you winnin', they want competition |
| And did I mention niggas itchin' to be opposition? |
| Hit they blocks with Glocks with the extensions, now ain’t no tension |
| Told my old lady how I’m feelin', she say I’m trippin' |
| But she don’t know I pray for love |
| On the block with the thugs |
| Prayin' a nigga show us love, but ain’t no love, so we get it out the mud |
| Mama made me feel like I overstayed my welcome |
| So I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where’s the fellas? |
| I’m pretty sure they understand the way I feel |
| Hotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world is |
| Like ain’t no love in this shit 'til you get rich and famous |
| And these hoes want rappers or ball players |
| It’s hard to separate the fake, 'cause they chose us |
| Everybody showed up when we blowed up |
| (And that’s real shit, you know what I’m sayin'?) |
| I pray for, uh, I pray for love (And you wonder why I question everything, man), |
| yeah |
| (Every female in my life, I’m talking 'bout everything, bro, it wasn’t no love |
| in this shit) |
| I pray for love (It's cold, real cold, you know what I’m sayin') |
| I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah (That's it, no love in this shit) |
| (Tellin' you, ain’t no love in this shit, dawg) |
| (When you succeed, that’s the only love out here, my nigga) |
| (This shit cold, bruh, for real, that’s why) |
| I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain't no love out here for us, |
| I’m telling you, straight up) |
| (Tre made this beat) |