Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Praise Pays, artist - Troy Ave.
Date of issue: 16.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Praise Pays |
God is great and my paper’s straight |
The real relate while the fake gone hate |
God is great and my paper’s straight |
The real relate while the fake gone hate |
Thank you Jesus for giving me this guap |
Thank you Jesus for everything I’ve got (I got I got I got) |
Wake up every morning every day and I pray |
Lord keep these sucker niggas out of my way |
Seems like they always got something to say |
Using they opinions in a negative way |
I want to help with the pain but they voices remain silent |
I’m thinking of ways every day to stop violence |
Brothers quick to argue, pull a weapon off the dresser |
Police doing worse, we don’t put weapons on oppressors |
Doing all these drugs got our brains in a fog |
Can’t escape reality you scared get a dog |
Make sure the bark bigger than the bite |
They don’t respect you when you humble so fuck being polite |
I used to be knocking out now I enter through a door |
I kick it, I want it all people with nothing would say that I’m tricking |
Fuck 'em all they comfortable with sad conditions |
I want lavish living, I’m down to make a brash decision |
And I’m ready for whatever consequence |
I mean what I say and I say what I mean |
And I’m ready for whatever consequence |
I mean what I say and I say what I mean |
God Bless! |
(Hook) |
Salvation is a gift for me |
Why these niggas ain’t down? |
They always want a lift from you |
I ain’t perfect but I try to do the right thing |
I bought my little bro Rollie not a Breitling |