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Praying For My Soul
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Smoke DZA
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Yeah, ayy, yeah I've done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul Tell me, you can't tell me shit I been all up on the go I been all up on the go Chasing shit I want the gold I been chasing all the chips I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall Ive done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul Ya whole life invalid as a Facebook fact I got some cake put back Don't get ya waves pushed back 45 make it harder if ya face look black Every state took flake Every race look wack My homeboy Homebase everyday cook crack Like ace cooked that Around the way hood rats A whole box touched down Whole case push that Feel so good bring Ma$e hook back Thank mami for her constant prayer On the paper, monster slayer Bomb on haters Thou shall not fuck with Georgie Or he feel a 100 shots from hecklers & 40s Corliano with it shit its all the approach Make a call to my folks Get your passes revoked I flip the pillows I flip the memos I flip guerrero Young Flip Dinero I've done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul Tell me, you can't tell me shit I been all up on the go I benn all up on the go Chasing shit I want the gold I been chasing all the chips I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall Ive done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul Cards on the table nonetheless won't fold Got directs on hold Know the checks gon' go High as fuck in Yuna’s Office Keep my neck on froze Get my rec off flows You can check off those These some rare Gaultiers Street dreams, Esco' Pasta pesto Mob style flex though Got my trap line boomin' Everyday specials Keep more Q’s comin like my man Fredro Rolling that petro Mix it with a tad of this rosin Let's see how that's go Struggling to hold my cough Looking like satchmo Munchies hit the crabby shack Back to back blunts goin Kriss Cross, daddy mac One light, four grams Stuffed thats a fatty back Better savory the flavor You might never get it back Uh, fast break this a lay up fam Want to see a player jam Hit 'em with the prayer hands I've done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul Tell me, you can't tell me shit I been all up on the go I benn all up on the go Chasing shit I want the gold I been chasing all the chips I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall I've been plotting, I can't fall Ive done been through all this shit I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul I've been praying for my soul
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