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letra de pray to the bread - michael autumn

you need to grow up
when you do then the money gon’ show up
how you move with your mind in a coma
you been stuck in a flux of emotions
i put two-two together like noah
you wanna learn how to flow like the ocean?
you wanna learn how to move like a cobra?
you wanna learn how to fly?

brick was young, he needed all of that
told himself i need to chase the bag
i see all them n-gg-s make it fast
(“aye how the f-ck y’all n-gg-s make that cash?”)
..moving on they do i write the raps
trooping deep with scammers and some trappers
yea back in my day i sold a bag
i don’t why i don’t jab
daddy probably have a heart attack
momma probably have herself committed
sh-t i might as well just go to school
forget the fact that i already been did it
thick witted head
never chill, instead i smoke
til i can’t remember what i said
often off the dope yea it’s kinda sad
never leave my room
always feeling trapped
stop. i’ll push this plot to the top
just like how them n-gg-s pushing the pot
it rocks, cook it until it go pop
look at my books you could tell that i’m working. you not
all that i need is some knots
and a chica that want me cause i’m up in stock
the clock, is ticking on all of times and i just want mines to drop/

pray to the money
man i just want a lil taste
smile when i look in the safe, family safe
i got a house in the woods
and a big boat on the lake
pray to the money
i’ll do whatever it takes
i’ll catch a body broad day; i’ll sit inside
calling out to heaven’s gates
“please help me stay alive”
pray to the money
man i just want a lil taste
smile when i look in the safe, family safe
i got a house in the woods
and a big boat on the lake
pray to the money
i’ll do whatever it takes
i’ll catch a body broad day; i’ll sit inside
calling out to heaven’s gates
“please help me stay alive”

you claim you could best me, when i am the man
can’t no one contest me, i hold down the fam
the tracks can’t afford a vacation
that’s why i stay stationed inside of the lab
i just be running, got no time for pacing
this work is impatient, i keep up the craft
you want a track?
n-gg- you faking, if i hop on that then i’m gone bust yo -ss
this is that work
25/8 on the music, you just in this for the perks
i made the beat, and i know how go to it
it’s stupid thinking i’m from earth
i got a mental, that make people think i’m mental
i’m tryna figure, “how it work?”
pray in the temple, gold dollar bills on a pedestal
god tell me what i’m worth
ahhh sh-t
this is part where i flip
ripping the minds of your kids
tell em don’t listen
bet it still leak in their ear, cause the dj know this is legit
blessed the jit, young n-gg- 20 and popping
b-tches don’t love me they know i got options
money ain’t nothing
like push it and cop it
smoking on cookie, my lungs pop and locking
how did write it?
the science of rockets
yg i keep the fuel right in the pocket
i don’t know better, can’t n-body stop it
do what i want, you could keep on with talking
phrases get serious, flows get to choppin
i just know never sell soul for the profit
the universe watching
i’m cool with some prophets
tossing the truth up it’s never some nonsense

- michael autumn

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