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letra de pray to the sky - whit.

[intro]
pastor keep on tellin’ my n-gga we need to

[chorus]
pray to the sky, now wait for your time
pray to the sky, now wait for the fire
pray to the sky, stop wasting your time
i said, “god strike me down for what i’m sayin’ right now” (sayin’ right now)
pray to the sky, now wait for your time
pray to the sky, now wait for the fire
pray to the sky, stop wasting your time
i said, “god strike me down for what i’m sayin’ right now” (sayin’ right now)
[verse]
how could the boy, dark as a field n-gga
talk eloquent, chastise my brothers but i’m still willin’ to k!ll with ’em
dutch doors lock out the moors but i’m still splittin’ the bills with ’em
must be employing a bill printer
way that i’m stacking these bills, n-gga
way that i’m stacking these bills
you n-ggas be crooked as dutch angles
look at the wrist, it’s so star spangled
now take a pledge to that
how ’bout my n-ggas get ‘head in rap
all of that money, get bread then rat
murder on mind, i dead the cat
hand on the b-tton, i press attack, sh-t
the number you dialed has been-
ay, i will not learn my lesson
never lookin’ for acceptance
i hear the bullsh-t then i question
my momma, my brother, my father who all up in heaven
pray like they taught me like matthew 11
been up to bat at the top of the 7th
turnin’ around i’m a prophet, chosen
went a long way from the token
replaced that persona, derozan
don’t be mad, kawhi did ’em better
countin’ my bread up, my cheddar, my feta
n-ggas comparin’ the money to food
’cause i’m never gettin’ full, i’m fed up
we could do better
k!lling each other, watch n-ggas get wet up
n-gga, i’m fed up
we telling allegories, writing magic stories with this pen, i’m the teller
[bridge]
yeah, hallowed be his name
y’all quick to lose your way, you put your savior on a chain
same chain that you doing all this dirty, can’t explain
i guess i’m rebuking all these demons that came with fame, uh

[chorus]
pray to the sky, now wait for your time
i pray to the sky, then wait for the fire
pray to the sky, am i wasting my time?
i said, “god strike me down, i still am your child” (still am your child)

[outro]
ay, ay
i got people faith but it’s people giving me directions to places they never been
keep on tellin’ me, “be perfect,” as if you never sinned
i understand being broken but you never been?
i’m not completely sold out but i’m spent a little bit
what’s the cost of being lost?
what’s the cost of tryna be a boss?
should the lost really be following the lost?

- whit

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