Pray for… versuri

Versuri kuru – Pray for… lyrics

[Intro]
(Don’t get distracted)
Hold up

[Verse]
And I make my move when the play come through and the pack touch down, nah
We can’t wait on you, we push up to the spot, shut the whole shit down, huh
And I miss my bro, tryna align my schedule, I’m moving around, huh
It took too damn long tryna make my self, tryna find my ground, hold up, yeah, yeah
Ayy, I’m way too fed up, I’ve had it
She’s tryna hit me up, tryna make a movie, but you know I stay with the baddest
We ate bread in like six different countries
There ain’t no excuse to be not having cabbage
Take that L ‘cause I lost ten bands, but I saved twenty more, it’s a rite of passage
Hold up, my bro on the keys and he playin’ this shit like a cutscene
Can’t show up to the party, I’m way too stressed ‘cause the folks right there tryna fuck me
Copped some new ice for my brodie lil’ wrist, I remember the days he was backseat cutting
I got some money, so I’m not as sad, but I still just be tweakin’, I’m sitting, adjusting
Yeah, pop right out to the show
I know he mad as a bitch he work 9 to 5, I’m making that money remote
I don’t wanna talk to like none of these kids ‘cause they smell like shit and they don’t use soap
I was on 20mg, straight buggin’
Can’t fuck with white girl, I can’t do the coke
Hold up, and I got that bag ‘cause they love my fashion
Got his ass once and I’ll do it again, do his ass dirt, I’ma see his reaction
Brodie just got a Gen5 and he tweakin’, he tweakin’
He buggin’, he sittin’ there blasting
I don’t wan’ hear ‘bout that lil’ ass group
Bitch, I’m with TMS, yeah, that’s the faction
If we can do it, then you can do it, you just gotta show love to the music
And I’m backstage, fuckin’ bugging ‘cause I’m really throwing up, man, I’m too sick
And I got paid in cash, I don’t wanna do the Venmo, give me blue shit
And they don’t understand my vision, it’s okay ‘cause I’m really on some— huh
‘Cause I’m really on some new shit, me and bro like Madoka, Homura
If I love you, I really adore ya, if I love you, then I really care ‘bout you
I was back there tryna throw up, I was back there tryna lose my mind
Huh, huh, huh