Pray

[Verse]

I got so many loses and blessing around my head

I got out of my freaking bad

I was eating chilli out of the pan

Y'all can't trust God, while I can

Here's something that y'all can't understand

I was in the studio and got lit

Hold up, 50k on my wrist

I am rapping faster

I'm even like a master, aye

If you don't trust God, he gon' be mad, aye

You didn't know that I can rap fast, aye

Sick of the haters who mess, aye

I can do again, y'all on my chest, aye

I'm making some heat, while y'all make a mess, aye

How you feeling with these G's that you talk you talk to?

Jesus is my homie, he makes love, and do what he do

Shoutout Lecrae, that gospel rapper

I won't last, till I'm gonna clap ya

Get that bump, get that bump, get that bump

Look at you, go pray to God, my G, I'm no chump

Hey, y'all don't love the haters

Cause their hair is dirty and they got no flavors



[Outro]

Gospel love, aye