Pray For You

(album: Third Avenue - 2019)

Oh, you're telling me I changed on you?
Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you?
But the blame's on you
Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who?
Don't make me grab that chain from you
That's a shame on you
So much rules that I break for you
And still you can't even say the truth?
I gotta let you go
Certain man are gonna make the news
While I'm out here making moves
But I'll pray for you

They're gonna tell you that they love you when it benefits
But the second that it doesn't, you're irrelevant
So it's only day ones that I'm stepping with
And any other nigga acting salty can get peppered quick
I caught niggas doing funny shit a couple times
And when I asked 'em 'bout it, they told me a couple lies
Man, you can put it on your sister or your mother's life
But I know the truth 'cause I can see it in them brothers' eyes
That wasn't part of the plan, no, we ain't part of a gang
But we just grew up in the same trench
Running from the same feds, jumping over same fence
Looking at my pendant like I wondered where the rain went
And no lie, I put seven hundred grams of Benzocaine in my whole nine
And press it for the whole night
And when I go back to my trap in the morning
I dash it all down and feel i'm actually balling

Oh, you're telling me I changed on you?
Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you?
But the blame's on you
Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who?
Don't make me grab that chain from you
That's a shame on you
So much rules that I break for you
And still you can't even say the truth?
I gotta let you go
Certain man are gonna make the news
While I'm out here making moves
But I'll pray for you

My nigga Melo just came out the can
So you know I had to put something straight in his hand
And it wasn't from no trap, it came straight from the bank
Boy, you know I'm washing up money big from the trap
Only time that they caught me lacking
Your block saw a couples shootings and some naughty steppings
Could've sent my lil' niggas but I'm for the action
This is more than rapping
Walking with a ten, I don't need to talk on that
'Cause we're in the thick of it
I was 13 on the block, hitting little bits
Now when I'm look in my pop, there's a brick in it
I poured the mix and triple it
But still I'm on the millions, taking pictures with the little kids
But no lie, for my young boy guilty
For the murder, I'm like, "Oh my, he's gonna get us all life"
So when I go back to my yard in the evening
I'm looking to the sky, thanking God for this freedom

Oh, you're telling me I changed on you?
Just 'cause you ain't got no change on you?
But the blame's on you
Keep my ting, boy, I changed on who?
Don't make me grab that chain from you
That's a shame on you
So much rules that I break for you
And still you can't even say the truth?
I gotta let you go
Certain man are gonna make the news
While I'm out here making moves
But I'll pray for you