| For your entertainment, I be on another wave bitch
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| I don’t do for the payment but somebody better fuckin' pay me
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| Cause I ain’t dying broke, dying nameless
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| And I ain’t even leaving 'til the flame lit
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| Uh, dirtiest players in the game shit, call me Clay Davis
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| Always grind, never lowkey, that’s how I stay hot in the cold breeze
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| Got a degree and I sold green to pay my student loans and my gold teeth
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| Always on the stoop with some rugged crooks
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| I’m always talking truce with my fuckin' dudes
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| Alwyas hit 'em hard like a hundred proof
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| Always all black down to my fuckin' shoes
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| Yeah, red like
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| My back roll, id on’t need that
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| I don’t flex, I just lean back
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| I don’t flex, I just lean back
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| Yeah lean back, on 'em like a refill
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| And my squad ain’t fuckin' with your clique still
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| This is my life, leave me to my free will
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| Look at me like she won’t, maybe she will
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| Come run with me while I put my work in
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| I’m gone like I’m packing up my Birkins
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| I’m a gravedigger cause i put my dirt in
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| Come sing for my soul like a church hymn
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| And I’m burning, and shit this ain’t medicinal
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| Nah, I’m running with criminals
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| On a wave, it’s a flood like I’m Biblical
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| Never die, I’m fuckin' invincible
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| All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
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| All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
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| Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
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| Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
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| Make you say
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Keep your gun fingers up, hoes down, all my winners up
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| Critics wanna talk like I give a fuck
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| I’mma swipe on them haters like it’s Tinder
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| Fuck with me, yeah, came from the bottom like a sediment
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| Keep my head on the money like a president
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| You can watch but don’t judge like a reverend
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| Cause I’m 'bout to be the best that I’ve ever been
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| Dudes rapping 'bout «Damn I like bitches»
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| Your shirt in your mouth just like bitches
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| The sweets in all black, we stay twisted
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| Come find me, I’ll pack it and lift it
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| The night time’s the right time for talking and wishing
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| After varsity, plotting these missions
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| Turn to walking in silent positions
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| Squad, got the gats on me, we a religion
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| Lighters flicker in the basement
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| Faces to the front like a congregation
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| You in the grace of the greatness
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| Give praise and keep the acid away from the basics
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| I ain’t wasted, I’m just high up on the game like I weight lift
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| Go ahead and wait bitch, can’t relate cause we flagrant
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| This a statement, before we eat the world, say graces
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| I see Buddha when I hit a puff
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| See good Muslims all up in that titty club
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| See good Christians want that good dick
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| But it’s hard to see God in that hood shit
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| We only close to heaven when we high as fuck
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| So I said «Go ahead, put you lighters up»
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| We just tryna find a way, can you blame us?
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| These the type of sins that make us famous
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| All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
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| All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
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| Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
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| Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
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| Make you say
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| That’s your prayer
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
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| Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prayer , by - Tasha The Amazon. Song from the album Die Every Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп