Correction Lyrics Pray for Me by J. Monty

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I need a bae to fill the bank with me
Fast and pray for me
Feedin' my flock, she do it faithfully
They do it lazily
I'm a young soldier, so it's war outside
Keepin' that flame with me
He ain't see 40, 'cause that .45
Gave him his angel wings
Missin' my dawg, it took my breath away
When you first left a G
You ain't my twin, you betta step away
If you ain't gon' step for me
I've got the Spirit of the Lord inside
Why you keep testin' me?
Cleanin' my circle, had to organize
I don't do treachery

Bang, back out that agency
All them years that they took, ain't no taking me
It don't profit yo' pocket for hating me
I came outta that Gotham so graciously
Prayed to God, I got saved: now I'm savory
Need a baе who don't play, she gon' pray for me
Everything that you taught, I'ma takе with me
Uncle Vike gave me strength through the pain and grief, through the pain and grief
Devil got the block hot
If a demon slide, make the whole opp drop
I could have him layin' flat if he tryna catch a fade, or we could do a bit of both, like a box-top
I was down, now I'm headed for the top slot, see the clock tock
Put my sin on the choppin' block, 'cause I've exhausted options
Tossin' caution, I've got God, He watchin'
Gon' bang when I drop, I don't waste, I deposit the flow
All of that time that they stole, I waited patiently
Gave my heart, my soul
Legacy written in stone, ain't no erasin' me
Back when I lost control
I got put out on my own, He made a way for me
Monty, I'm from the road
I need my girl at the throne, faithfully prayin' for me, aye, aye
The city cold, I had to be bold
I could've been stole, we never was told we had options
Sick to my soul of missin' the bros
And diggin' them holes, we're livin' to go free the fallen
She too real, I might take a knee
Stayed ten toes, I can't fold, ain't no breakin' me
And Jehovah been changin' me
Could've been in them cages, now we on stages
I need a bae to fill the bank with me
Fast and pray for me
Feedin' my flock, she do it faithfully
They do it lazily
I'm a young soldier, so it's war outside
Keepin' that flame with me
He ain't see 40, 'cause that .45
Gave him his angel wings
Missin' my dawg, it took my breath away
When you first left a G
You ain't my twin, you betta step away
If you ain't gon' step for me
I've got the Spirit of the Lord inside
Why you keep testin' me?
Cleanin' my circle, had to organize
I don't do treachery

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