Pray for Me
作词 : Clifford Harris/Rayshawn Lamar Bennett/David Grear/Matthew Amis Bell
作曲 : Clifford Harris/Rayshawn Lamar Bennett/David Grear/Matthew Amis Bell
Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement
Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me
Gotta smile through it even though you hate it
All I ask is that you pray for me
You know we always payin' attention
Always out handlin' business
****** in they feelings
Certain s**t can't be given
I'ma go and get it, yeah
****** got they hand out,
S**t, that ain't the way we livin', yeah
That ain't the way that I pictured thirty hoes
And ten of us ******
See, that's the way we kick it
Twetny of us, and ten of us probably got an extension
Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can fix it
Everything that you got, that s**t probably rented
I know my partners wit' me
Ain't no stoppin' this s**t, the sky is the limit, yeahh
Who gon' ride wit' me?
Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, damn
Made it to the top from the gutter
Promisin' the hood I came from it'll never be another, yeah
Remember trappin' in the hood, duckin' under cover
Buyin' hard ounces for my momma brother
Tryna block mine, boy, you get knocked out, hah
I'm wit' the s**t you know that you are not 'bout
Old ***** wit' some long money
***** try me, I'ma get it all from ya
Listen, I ain't worried 'bout the small run it
Got my chrome on his dome then it dawned on him, dead 'em
Plans too large, huh, ***** get on your ass,
You put laws on 'em
**** that s**t, I'ma still sic my dogs on 'em
Don't care how many police you call on 'em
Ridin' wit' my ****** 'til the wheel fall
If you got the dice, put it all on
Live by the sword or die by it
But sometimes you gotta fall on it
Hey, ain't it funny how the dumbest ****** know it all,
Don't it?
*****, keep it silent, you ain't lived through it,
Don't talk 'bout it, yeah
Sixteen totin' A-K, havin' turf war
I got a record deal,
Started sellin' **** for my first born, I swear
Look at God, won't he do it
Gotta run a bag up to Summer good
'Til the bulls**t I did null and void
Skully pulled up, forty in my hoodie,
Hah, and you better not make me pull it
One thing about a sucka *****,
He gon' talk cash s**t 'til he run into me
Drop a bankroll on his main *****,
Make her go and do it for me
No Hollywood, couldn't fake my life
Quarter million cash on a brand new jet
Crowd me, nah, nobody can do that
Slide a bag, sip on yac, and let 'em handle that
Trap ***** whippin' work in a Bando
You violate, retaliation got me mando
I keep a pistol on me 'cause the bands I don't ran 'em
Numbers scratched out, paper runner
Strategy used to be take Atlanta
Spread it then makin' it in Savannah
Runnin' my play up the East Coast
I done tested the caliber, YFN Lucci
Kickin' s**t in the Caribbean
Know you *****, can't even open eye when you shoot
When you live wit' that bulls**t, you die wit' it too
I would talk but could not be alive wit' the truth
When you owe me and then gettin' fly wit' it too
Bringin' some action, survive wit' it too
Swear, I'm smokin' on nothin' but power
I get money and dodgin' them cowards Yeah
Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement
Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me
Gotta smile through it even though you hate it
All I ask is that you pray for me
Who gon' ride wit' me?
Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, yeah
Who gon' ride wit' me?
Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, damn
This next beat is so god damn sinister that I don't even, ahhm
It makes me feel like everything
It's just that nitty, gritty, ******' dirty South s**t
It makes me feel good
This right here, this ones for the pull-up
Pray for MeLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Clifford Harris/Rayshawn Lamar Bennett/David Grear/Matthew Amis Bell
[00:00.023] 作曲 : Clifford Harris/Rayshawn Lamar Bennett/David Grear/Matthew Amis Bell
[00:00.47]Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement
[00:04.32]Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me
[00:07.70]Gotta smile through it even though you hate it
[00:11.27]All I ask is that you pray for me
[00:13.44]You know we always payin' attention
[00:15.52]Always out handlin' business
[00:17.56]****** in they feelings
[00:18.67]Certain s**t can't be given
[00:20.72]I'ma go and get it, yeah
[00:22.21]****** got they hand out,
[00:24.10]S**t, that ain't the way we livin', yeah
[00:26.65]That ain't the way that I pictured thirty hoes
[00:29.21]And ten of us ******
[00:30.37]See, that's the way we kick it
[00:31.83]Twetny of us, and ten of us probably got an extension
[00:35.25]Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can fix it
[00:38.88]Everything that you got, that s**t probably rented
[00:42.23]I know my partners wit' me
[00:43.80]Ain't no stoppin' this s**t, the sky is the limit, yeahh
[00:47.66]Who gon' ride wit' me?
[00:49.02]Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
[00:50.77]Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, damn
[00:54.90]Made it to the top from the gutter
[00:56.40]Promisin' the hood I came from it'll never be another, yeah
[00:59.62]Remember trappin' in the hood, duckin' under cover
[01:01.72]Buyin' hard ounces for my momma brother
[01:03.33]Tryna block mine, boy, you get knocked out, hah
[01:06.25]I'm wit' the s**t you know that you are not 'bout
[01:08.34]Old ***** wit' some long money
[01:10.02]***** try me, I'ma get it all from ya
[01:11.61]Listen, I ain't worried 'bout the small run it
[01:13.24]Got my chrome on his dome then it dawned on him, dead 'em
[01:15.58]Plans too large, huh, ***** get on your ass,
[01:17.68]You put laws on 'em
[01:18.57]**** that s**t, I'ma still sic my dogs on 'em
[01:20.24]Don't care how many police you call on 'em
[01:22.04]Ridin' wit' my ****** 'til the wheel fall
[01:23.78]If you got the dice, put it all on
[01:25.23]Live by the sword or die by it
[01:27.13]But sometimes you gotta fall on it
[01:28.95]Hey, ain't it funny how the dumbest ****** know it all,
[01:32.00]Don't it?
[01:32.53]*****, keep it silent, you ain't lived through it,
[01:34.11]Don't talk 'bout it, yeah
[01:35.34]Sixteen totin' A-K, havin' turf war
[01:37.40]I got a record deal,
[01:39.11]Started sellin' **** for my first born, I swear
[01:41.59]Look at God, won't he do it
[01:42.70]Gotta run a bag up to Summer good
[01:44.18]'Til the bulls**t I did null and void
[01:45.99]Skully pulled up, forty in my hoodie,
[01:47.89]Hah, and you better not make me pull it
[01:49.76]One thing about a sucka *****,
[01:51.16]He gon' talk cash s**t 'til he run into me
[01:53.18]Drop a bankroll on his main *****,
[01:55.31]Make her go and do it for me
[01:56.74]No Hollywood, couldn't fake my life
[01:57.96]Quarter million cash on a brand new jet
[01:59.59]Crowd me, nah, nobody can do that
[02:01.24]Slide a bag, sip on yac, and let 'em handle that
[02:03.07]Trap ***** whippin' work in a Bando
[02:04.66]You violate, retaliation got me mando
[02:06.31]I keep a pistol on me 'cause the bands I don't ran 'em
[02:08.59]Numbers scratched out, paper runner
[02:10.02]Strategy used to be take Atlanta
[02:11.54]Spread it then makin' it in Savannah
[02:13.33]Runnin' my play up the East Coast
[02:15.07]I done tested the caliber, YFN Lucci
[02:16.85]Kickin' s**t in the Caribbean
[02:18.39]Know you *****, can't even open eye when you shoot
[02:20.38]When you live wit' that bulls**t, you die wit' it too
[02:22.01]I would talk but could not be alive wit' the truth
[02:23.77]When you owe me and then gettin' fly wit' it too
[02:25.42]Bringin' some action, survive wit' it too
[02:27.10]Swear, I'm smokin' on nothin' but power
[02:28.62]I get money and dodgin' them cowards Yeah
[02:30.82]Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement
[02:34.92]Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me
[02:38.72]Gotta smile through it even though you hate it
[02:42.01]All I ask is that you pray for me
[02:44.45]Who gon' ride wit' me?
[02:45.76]Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
[02:47.47]Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, yeah
[02:51.05]Who gon' ride wit' me?
[02:52.47]Aye, who gon' ride wit' me?
[02:54.23]Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, damn
[03:13.44]This next beat is so god damn sinister that I don't even, ahhm
[03:18.42]It makes me feel like everything
[03:21.34]It's just that nitty, gritty, ******' dirty South s**t
[03:27.47]It makes me feel good
[03:29.86]This right here, this ones for the pull-up