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Just praying, just praying
KQRY
Bitches come and go, fuck a hoe, get my bag up
Life move fast do it slow let me back up (Slow, slow)
Let me back up
I

on the track 

(Gooo) 

(Bitch)


[Chorus: RBO Glizzy]

Block hoes be the worst no loyalty they come with drugs and lust

She gonna swear she love them niggas so

and pills in my head
I waited for an hour but you never came back
Oh, you left my heart down by the railroad tracks

You made me wanna, you made me wanna lose

by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

See through my bag
Pack
But i can't dance im not that
Black
Yahhh
She think i rap
Fast
Say that again i ain't catch
That
Yahhh
No snitch in the rat

all about paper flips (yeah)
Get told that I move fast
Coming like I don't know what patience is
But I ain't never been in no rush
See it's all about

connect 
one by one
Whooshing whooshing
Super fast train
Running so fast every day
Whooshing whooshing
Super fast train


Hey

Rolling rolling
down

I'm rolling too fast
I've got to slow down yeah
Just take some time and step up off the tracks

Come on yeah
Come on with me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah woah

and go
Time moves too slow
But with you, it was all good for me 

The days they went floating by 
Couldn't keep track of all the times
I got to say I love

playing victim
Shoulda known it woulda ended when we both made a decision
Tryna move on from the past running fast
But I can't seem to run fast enough they

changing fast so I had to adapt
Just fucked his bitch oh you think he'll be mad
White teacher scared cuz I'm wearing a flag
Check the ring doorbell he

you by yourself, But I had to go, to build back up and
Oou
I'm sorry I left ya
Had to get better
But imma be right back and
Ooou
Tone you know you is my

to their feet
Their expectations I always exceed

We play it loud, we play it fast
Soundin' like a freight train coming off the tracks
We'll tear it up,

the cracks
By these tracks
These are facts
I can't cope
I Move to fast
I Move to fast
I Move to fast
I Move to fast
It's all a game
It's all a game
It's all

much stronger
I'm taking over brushing dirt off of my shoulder
Dark thoughts used to side track my mind
But now I'm dancing with them by my side
So long

me you want it, hop on it and ride
By the end of the ride
You gone want more but I need a lil' time
A bitch never that, I hit from the back
She rubbin'

Eyo man lets hop on this real quick
Man its hogan
I didn't even close my window
Hop on this track real quick hee
She coming over by want some dick

the end
And I played baseball but I never pitched right
Walked 4-5 people, lose by ‘least five
Played all the sports that my mom put me in
I was never

the indica disappear feelings
I run up the ceiling I run up the bag
Making a killing by spitting the venom
I'm thinking it's nuts when I'm summoning raps

know it's where I Started
Let'em know where I started yea
Pop the trunk when they running yea
Yea we started out humming yea
Now I go tracks by

think we should make a run for it
We should make a run make a run
We should make a run for it

Time ticks slowly
Paced by words with no meaning on them

that I loved you
I walk out of your door, but there was so much more
These times they last they're gonna pass
It never came a little fast
But breaking

your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage

to stay on track
All of us strapped up ain't talking laptops
Everyone 'round me they stay with a Mac
None of us goin' for none we'll shoot for each other
If