Pray For Me

[Intro]
Telling me, meee...
Will they pity me
In the city, where I'm from
Aaah...
The life is [?] in front of me
I've been confused since 17
Nothing is better at 23
Looking ahead at 70
Breaking the mirror [?]
Are you hearing me
Aaah...

[Verse 1]
Mama say this ain't real, you gonna starve
Them say rap is a contact sport
And I like the context and support
So to put it in context, I'm better than y'all
This beat that shit that make my people get gassed up
This beat that shit that make you think you had back sores
Been to hell and back you can check at the passport
And I heard all the questions, I provided the answers, like
How you stay humble in a bank full of 0's
How you stay grinding in a game full of doe
How you stay faithful in a ...
Bitch you know the rest
From Mr. Kent
Shout out to Mr. West
Mirror, mirror tell me what it feels like
To be a person you dreamed of back in real life
To see these fantasies get realized
God got us, so we gon' be alright

[Hook]
I was driving by the hills tonight
Couldn't see the skyline, 'cause the city's too bright
We gon' [?]
We gon' shame the devil
[?]
(Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me)
(Pray, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me)

[Verse 2]
I rock a Jesus piece, I'm never going to hell
You could ask Stevie, this shit is better than real
Fetish to be legend, I hope I'm feeding it well
You read it in the heading, I'm holding the holy grail
(well) I'm on my animal shit
Was only rapping when I said I ain't a fan of your shit
But if the shoe fits, you should Cinderella that shit
After this album, man, I really think of calling it quits
'Cause rapping [?] is getting old
I wanna retire up on the coast
Went out of [?] to do the most
Airplane knowing the [?] ghost
[?]
Take this women out their clothes
I [?] from pressure a diamond, nigga
I'd die for this, my entire life is this

[Hook]
I was driving by the hills tonight
Couldn't see the skyline, 'cause the city's too bright
We gon' [?]
We gon' shame the devil
[?]
(Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me)
(Pray, pray for me,[?])

[Verse 3]
This ain't for fun I ain't no [?]
I've been a black ball [?]
You ain't never seen this before, this is art
I might pull a joker out of this arts
I might choke a rapper up with this bars
I come correct never doubted on the start
All praises to the lord, take it to the top
I could feel the fuss
Mama-say, mama-sa, ma-ko-ssa
Kicking down the door, middle finger y'all
Thinking I would soar, I'm already high
I'm already god, I'm already waiting for subjects to bow
I'm already waiting for some y'all to ask how
I ain't waiting for my time 'cause it's now
I'm on my [?] levitating [?]
Saw the devil too in the elevator
I'm a better player, Kobe in the Lakers
Lord you hear my prayers
I could tell who fake
Or break it down for those ain't saw the greatness
Going super saiyan
Asking: "who really want it now?"
"Who king announced to the crown?"
"Who move the crowd like I do?"
Back to heaven in a continental
If I offend you, I hope to