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letra de pray - kalan.frfr.

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[verse 1]
my n-gga said i don’t talk sh-t enough, sh-t, i ain’t lit enough
to tell the truth, i don’t feel like them n-ggas did enough
and if i did, b-tch, where the love? ’cause i don’t get enough
i smoke my weed and take my drugs ’til i don’t feel none
these n-ggas know they can’t f-ck with me, i’m too legit
that n-gga better not say nothin’ to me, i’ma f-ck his b-tch
i had to keep my mask on and i wasn’t even sick
been famous, been all on channel two and channel six
been gettin’ money with my n-gga, we was hittin’ l!cks
been dropped a hundred, got my pink slip from the dealership
n-ggas been stuntin’, on my granny, we been hood rich
i don’t even bang, n-ggas keep me in they politics
trappin’ out my dorm, i used to re-up with my scholarship
n-ggas try to run in my domain, you know i’m droppin’ sh-t
thought the adderall would ease the pain, it did the opposite
still havin’ trouble tryna drop that sh-t

[chorus]
i don’t know if you know what i know
but i got pain runnin’ through my soul
can’t play with these n-ggas ’cause these n-ggas ain’t gon’ play with me
i hope he playin’ like we playin’, ’cause we play for keeps
i don’t know if you know what i know
but i got pain runnin’ through my soul
i hope you got your sh-t with you, i got my sh-t with me
i hope my mama pray for you before she pray for me
[verse 2]
n-ggas talkin’ like they bad-bad, but they ain’t did sh-t
i would have these hoes pull up, but they on weird sh-t
i ain’t gon’ lack to get no number, that b-tch real thick
f-ck around, shoot at her lace front, she get her wig split
fell out with my brother, that sh-t hurt me, i can’t lie
but f-ck it, it’s gon’ play out how it play out, i ain’t gon’ cry about it
we ain’t gotta see sh-t eye-to-eye, but i’ma slide about ’em
i don’t leave the houes without my nine and thirty slidin’ out
my mama knew when i put on that chain i was gon’ die about it
if you see somebody take my sh-t, it was a homicide
caught me seven shots, tryna take my life
dive in this sh-t, n-gga, came to take my shot

[chorus]
i don’t know if you know what i know
but i got pain runnin’ through my soul
can’t play with these n-ggas ’cause these n-ggas ain’t gon’ play with me
i hope he playin’ like we playin’, ’cause we play for keeps
i don’t know if you know what i know
but i got pain runnin’ through my soul
i hope you got your sh-t with you, i got my sh-t with me
i hope my mama pray for you before she pray for me

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