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Ohhhhhhh Ohhh  myyyy LORD 
I pray my sins go away 
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii 
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii 
Me nyame boa me ooo

Yeah Burn

Ohhhhhhh Ohhh  myyyy

homie
I can't pray to God nigga no
Watch some of your homies, cause niggas be snakin
Back door be wide open
The one that you kill for might kill you for

Grrt, boom, boom
Lil Tjay
Oh, oh
Uh

Streets got 'em, ain't no savin' them boys
Grandma tryna pray to the Lord
Raise hell if they take one

away
I know, everybody wanna run away
Out here, the main thing right now is to run away
Can't blame, anybody for wanting to run away
I pray, one day we

[Chorus: Knght Firdae & Ntelabi]
Every day yeah
On my way yeah yeah
I dey pray make I get some money dinzugu
Ti be sambani

The hustle for pay but

You don't want nothing you know what I mean
My boys get to busting you know the we keen
For all of that mess we clean it up
They try to peace but we run

Oooohhhhh
I won't be here long
Oooohhhhh
Oh god's gone take me to heaven

Run nigga, run nigga, run blakkk boy
Keep your hands out your pocket that's

Lately I had problems with my pops but it stopped when I seen him in that bed boy
Surgeries for hearts to keep him breathing like he dead boy
Hurting

girl
While she my cock imma roll a blunt
I never killed a soul but for her I turn to Cunt
Boy step back and watch me lead from the front
Coz I body

back 
So you gus hustle get there 
God's time the best time 
So I no dey worry cause na just time 
I be young boy with a big dream
So I dey pray hard

young boys running round looking for fame
Couldn't tell us a thang get blue in the face and nothing would change
Trying to build an empire like Lucious

Niggas ain't allowed
In section while I'm flexing
Popping bottles acting reckless
Y'all just
Stop jocking me
You could never copy me
Boy for a Quarter P

to big boy oh
I be that small boy
Wey don turn to big boy oh
Can't lie to you
Most of my mandem
From way back
They been know my story
They been pray for my

shoot by myself, like a technical foul
City to city, got girls goin' wild
Better not reach for my chain when I jump in the crowd
Lambo' so low, gotta

Yaaya 

I go by the name Skalet 

Oil boy

Baba God do something for me 

wy nobody can do for me 

Everyday, every night  I dy pray 

Oluwa bless me

wanna do me sexually
I'm mad, I'm crazy mentally
Get bagged tryna free yourself financially
Area boy, Tion Wayne fatality

Sometimes I pray but I

Street Life

Master P

Give It 2 'Em Raw

1998

killas and fiends,
From the Calliope To Magnol, to the, meant for me
Nigga, times done changed
I mean its crazy
Dear mama, won't you pray for your

Hrr young boy preaching
Wake up wake up
Pray pray
Work work  (Sparta)
E go pay

Mesee dibi ma meni bi be the thing
Y3 hwehw3 dea ba fie
Nti daa y3 wo

I gotta do is receive it
Livin' for my king, call that eat, pray, and sleep
Eat, pray, and sleep
You can say I'm catching Z's, by the way I'm chasing

that since 2006
Yeah, since
These days I get tempted by drugs (Drugs)
These days all I need is a hug (A hug)
These days I got me looking for money all

without making a sound at one hundred miles per hour,
except for maybe a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers more ground than forests, 
the only

(Pow) 

But bitch I'm just here for the bags 
Might take all your niggas by chance
But I'm here for the bags (Bags) 
And I'm the shit that's a fact

you know why I roll
How I do with my crew and you know we gon' show
All these niggas truth
About who can produce
The best music for you, ha, nigga

Pray

Red against brrr blue badge, Bear and Chiefs
Three to none, I pray for nun amen
The game just started
I do this sort of thing, yeah we do it
Jay