(Chorus: JacQuar 937)
Black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s
With these black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s like

(Verse 1: Boogie Woods)
All I have are the black praying hands and a pocket full of blessings
My backs against the wall but my sole is to invested
To let the dreams that I’vе redeemed be snatchеd keep them protected
I’ve been prophesying my ascension since my adolescence
It took 13 years of life until I found my calling
God arrived into my dreams and told me I was stalling
But I was standing in my way
I was warring with myself
Took 8 years for me to finally put some trust within myself
Now I eat and breathe this music writing hooks inside this factory
Blowing money on equipment everytime I touch my salary
Ronni asking ‘bout all this equipment in the house
I had to bring it in so that it could bring me out
I’ve been working working working wait
Man I just lost my vision
God restore my health I’m just asking for your permission
He blessed me with 20/20 success is off in the distance
(Chorus: JacQuar 937)
Black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s
With these black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s like

(Verse 2: JacQuar 937
I’ve been through shit too real to put in verses
Too many homies that's been killed to put in herses
N***as online be different than in person
N***as get out of line and turn on you like cursive
Tell me dog was it worth it
I was only testing my drive I had a permit
N***as turned into serpents
N***as tried to steal my wave but we ain’t surfing
I ain’t even break through yet and hit the surface
Pinching these pennies
On my way to meet Diddy
I need a M for every year 50 M’s when I’m 50
Praying lord you forgive me I’m not perfect I’m far from that
Gave the game 10 years looking like where that love at
If you name it we probably done that
The top shotta
The Don Datta
The more potential the more problems
N***as ain’t checking credentials and that’s the problem
But that’s for another story
Won’t let me give him the glory with these
(Chorus: JacQuar 937)
Black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s
With these black praying hands lord I’m trying to be the man
Got it out the mud all we wanted was a Benz
Now I want it all tryna bless the whole fam
Fuck them alphabet boys we just wanna count M’s like