Nobody Pray For Me

[Hook]
Nobody pray for me
Now that I got it don't need em no more
Nobody pray for me
Still the same person that I been before
Mummy they hate on me
They put the blame on me
This shit ain't made for me
Nobody pray for me

[Verse 1]
Since im ballin' in the major league
Almost everyone has changed on me
Ask for shit, but what they gave to me?
Trynna blame it on the fame, oh me
It's whatever I can't break homie
Gotta get my Ma' that plain Philippe
Gotta get my Ma' that AMG
Givе ma Mama everything she need
Almost thеre so Mama wait for me
All the other niggas wait for me
Back up or you catch a fade with me
They ain't 'bout the shit they say homie
All your little kiddies may believe
Nigga this ain't Kid 'n' Play, we leave
Niggas lying on they face I mean
Shit is cold like we the maple leafs
I done carry too much weight
Sendin' shots and I ain't worried ‘bout your fate
Many niggas I done burried in a grave
Trigger fingers like I'm Perry talkin' Wayne
Shouts go out to my attorney he the greatest
All ma kiddies better hurry, you is late
Ahead of niggas they ain't gettin' what im sayin'
The precision nigga, Curry with the range
For the people, I don't do it for the fame
G O A 'n' T (Uh-huh)
I got the recipe (Uh-huh)
These niggas wannabe (Uh-huh)
Dying of jealousy (Uh-huh)
Want me to cry and bleed (Uh-huh)
U better wait and see
Done givin' them what they need
No more cute and sweet
It's my time to eat
Cause nobody pray for me

[Hook]
Nobody pray for me
Now that I got it don't need em no more
Nobody pray for me
Still the same person that I been before
Mummy they hate on me
They put the blame on me
This shit ain't made for me
Nobody pray for me

[Verse 2]
Nobody prayin'
They say I changed
They say I gotta get back to my ways
They say I'm fake, I'm not amazed
Try anything to put dirt on my name
She say that boonie ain't shit but he wanna be
He say I sold out my soul they controlling me
He heard that from so and so and he close to me
I say they jealous, they can't get a hold of me
That's how it's supposed to be
That's how it's supposed to be, nigga
That's why I ain't never been close to these niggas
That's why I'm around who I chose to be
That's why I don't really talk and don't pose with these niggas
Chuck E. Cheese-faced niggas
Do what they told, lil briefcase niggas
How come you callin' me fake nigga
Rats get the stab where we stay, nigga
Knock niggas out like Stipe
I done trust too many, I don't see straight
Trade all ma friends for a Louis-V Case
Then go and trade my soul for some free days
Cut of my hair and sell 'em on Ebay, huh
That's how I reinvest
'Cause how many niggas is real, less
This shit turned me to a realist
I have been trying, I'm done now
They took the joy and the fun out
Only go out when the sun down
Mummy they got to your son now
Im 'bout to trip can you save me
They say I'm sick but they made me
They try to pick on your baby
They try to pick ‘til I'm crazy (Yeah yeah)

[Hook]
Nobody pray for me
Now that I got it don't need em no more
Nobody pray for me
Still the same person that I been before
Mummy they hate on me
They put the blame on me
This shit ain't made for me
Nobody pray for me

[Outro]