[Intro]
Uh huh
It's Ricky
These are the real Sopranos
Look
[Verse 1: Rick Hyde]
Lord forgive me for my sins and thank you for this paper
I’m humble just enough to tell you niggas get your cake up
Yeah I took a devastating loss like the Lakers
My mama see me shining on you niggas like a Jacob
[?] Rollie on my left wrist
I'ma keep a Jaylen Brown of the best shit (Facts)
Stir it in the water like its Nesquik
The last 50 was my best flip
Then I made an exit
I was bold enough to sell that shit and man enough to just quit
The feds started sweeping like there's crumbs all in the kitchen
I was still worried even though I kept my distance
Free my brother Booney
Once again them people pinched him
Talkin’ bout like 430 thousand and then some
The money is the difference (The money)
Can't eat if you ain't vicious
This the type of shit you go through when in the trenches
Lookin' like a ticket, I spent it and I meant it
I'm thankful every day I got myself out my position motherfucker uh
[Chorus: Rick Hyde, Heem]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to God my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake up
I'm just thankful for this paper
Now I lay me down to sleep (They know)
I pray to God my soul to keep (Big BSF, Heem nigga)
And if I die before I wake up (Rick Hyde, what up)
I'm just thankful for this paper
[Verse 2: Heem]
Took a couple losses, couple niggas crossed us
We hiring for shooters nigga, step into my office
Your resume important, we duckin' law enforcements
Your OG was a rat, heard your father got extorted
Put a wire on recorded, led him to a warrant
We witness dead bodies, just another day on warrant
Just kill ’em, fuck a warning, the undercover swarming
A week straight, ’member doin' a shooting every morning
We up with Tom Joyner, the block feel like a sauna
We loading up guns, drinking, smoking marijuana
Hired from my mama ’cause I sell Madonna
Screaming "Fuck the jury", middle finger to your honor
Money bring the problems, kill 'em for a comma
Catch me on the run with the Drako like Osama
Forgive me for my sins, I know I'm living reckless
Just hope the Lord take me when they put me on that stretcher, nigga (They know)
[Chorus: Rick Hyde]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to God my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake up
I'm just thankful for this paper
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray to God my soul to keep
And if I die before I wake up
I’m just thankful for this paper
Hustler’s Prayer was written by The Soul Monsters (Producer) & Heem B$F & Rick Hyde.
Hustler’s Prayer was produced by The Soul Monsters (Producer).
Rick Hyde released Hustler’s Prayer on Fri Jul 23 2021.