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Roddy Ricch

"Pray 4 My Enemies (Remix)"

[Intro: Philthy Rich]
Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga
Pray for my enemies
You know attention is like money
Everybody want some, uh-huh
This is Jay P Bangz
Look, look, look, look

[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back (It’s Philthy)
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back, it's Philthy

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Look, bosses don't engage in the small talk (Uh-uh)
See when it's beef, it's no peace, you can’t call it off (pus*y)
Couple killers waiting on that phone call (Hello?)
Ten thousand four ways, they’ll knock you off (Ayy, do that)
Got a couple Rollies I can pass around (Is that right?)
Graduated from the streets, no cap and gown (Seminary)
Once you drop your nuts it's no backin’ down (Uh-uh)
Hi-Tech in my cup, it's no Act' in town (It's Philthy)
They took the elevator while I took the stairs (I swear to God)
Payless on my feet, yeah, I took the stares (Oh, I remember)
Now it’s red bottoms, every day a different pair (Designer)
Three thousand on these shoes I'll probably never wear, it's Philthy

[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back (It's Philthy)
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back, it's Philthy

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Got out them blues, ran up a check, and I ain't lookin' back
Pulled up ski mask and we took the sack
And most my n*ggas bust the glass just to run it up
My lil' cousin was a youngin, he was cookin' crack
I done seen a lot of n*ggas change they motives
I ain't trippin', I just act like I ain't notice
All my n*ggas kept it solid, we ain't fold up
Cholo got 80 with an L, kept his nose up
Some of my n*ggas in the casket, had to close it up
Reminiscing 'bout my dawg, had to pour it up
I was just behind the wall, now I'm goin' up
n*ggas wanna see me fall, I won't go for none'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back (It's Philthy)
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back, it's Philthy

[Verse 3: Saviii 3rd]
We was tryna score and set the summer up
Off that Xan I go bananas and I want it all
I ain't lyin', ask the oppers when you come across
Get the problem solved, you ain't gon' never hear I'm not involved
Yeah, my city full of crips but I bleed, n*gga
I'm walkin' on the beach, a n*gga Jesus
sh*t, I knew this was gon' happen, I just seen it
sh*t that I done got through, to this day, I can't believe it
Believe it, took Lil Yank, can't believe it
Oh Lord, understand I got a reason
Somebody better pray for all my enemies
When we slide we gon' slide with a meaning

[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back (It's Philthy)
Pray for my enemies, I know them n*ggas mad (I know them n*ggas mad)
Runnin' off at the mouth or runnin' up a bag (Broke n*gga)
I just thank the lord when I count the cash (Amen)
I remember I was poor, I'm never going back, it's Philthy

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