(Verse 1)
Now lemme tell you all a story bout this nigga that I know
All he wanna do is ball and fuck the bitches on his phone
All he wanna do is party and live his life on the road
Always rocking fancy clothes but they struggling back at home
Always chilling in the club and popping bottles with his friends
At home they outchea starving they can't even buy some bread
Lil sister started hoeing just so she can buy some food
Hanging out in clubs and even dropped out of her school
This mafucker really selfish nigga hands down
His baby mama got pregnant he got a kid now
He's got responsibilities up to his head now
That shit would really make you think that he would care now
But he don't give a fuck he still party like every month
Buying all his bitches Versace and Saint Laurent
Lil sister tried to call him but he ain't even answer
She wanted to tell him that his mama got cancer, damn
(Chorus)
When you just can't take it at all just know that you gotta pray, pray, pray yeah (x2)
(Verse 2)
Lemme tell yall bout little Mbali
She like to act boujie but really she's just a thottie
All she wanted was attention but fuck it she never got it
So she's packing up her bags and jetting off to college
So she's moving up to PTA, living with her friends
But they don't really love her though they only pretend
They love the fact that she's so innocent and so very constricted
And that she'd rather study than to go out drinking
So they make her smoke weed, drink lean and fuck blessers
It's been like 4 weeks no bleeding she's pregnant
Damn, she's thinking of an aborting
She didn't wanna fuck him but that nigga drives a Porsche and
He's got a big house living in the hills
The nigga got a wife so he don't care bout how she feels
So Mbali took the rope and then she tied it on her neck
Cause she thought the only way out is a miracle or death, damn
(Chorus)
When you just can't take it at all just know that you gotta pray, pray, pray yeah (x2)
(Bridge)
Life gets tricky sometimes
Got you losing your mind
But oh please don't you cry
Everything will be fine
You don't have to hide
Lift your head up high
Cause everything will be, everything will be
Alright, alright
Just don't lose yourself (x4)
Don't lose it (x3)
(Chorus)
When you just can't take it at all just know that you gotta pray, pray, pray yeah (x4)
Pray was written by Thabiso Mafolo.
Pray was produced by M. Fasol.