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I was stupid, really stupid Something told me deep inside better not do it What a dummy, such a dummy To let some mess I shouldn't did take you from me Girl if I could take it back It'd be so back I'd be such an angel You'd think that me and Jesus was cool Like that, just like that Everything between us be good Girl I know what I should've done Should've walked away the moment that I saw her coming But I blew it, really blew it And lost the only girl I love Dear God, if you're listening now I need you do a thing for me You see my baby, she done up and walked out I need you bring her back to me I know that I was wrong, I was guilty in sin Probably not priority But dear God, if you're listening now Down here, dying, begging, crying Somebody need to pray for me (Mhm, mhm, mhm) Dear God if you're listening (Mhm, mhm, mhm) Thought I was something, really something In the end, who knew I'd end up with nothing? I was fronting, truly fronting Girl, I really can't be mad I had it coming Guess if I was half the man, I know I am I would be so good that even Oprah be jealous of you It's like that, yeah, like that Everything between us be good Girl I know what I should've done Should've walked away the moment that I saw her coming But I blew it, really blew it And lost the only girl I love Dear God, if you're listening now I need you do a thing for me You see my baby, she done up and walked out I need you bring her back to me I know that I was wrong, I was guilty in sin Probably not priority But dear God, if you're listening now I'm down here dying, begging, crying Somebody oughta pray for me I'm making you this promise right now If you can do this one thing for me I'll be the man that you want I'll be the man that you need Church every Sunday Prayers every Monday Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday Just bring my baby back to me Dear God, if you're listening now I need you do a thing for me You see my baby, she done up and walked out I need you bring her back to me I know that I was wrong, I was guilty in sin Probably not priority But dear God, if you're listening now I'm down here dying, begging, crying Somebody oughta pray for me Oh, Lord, please listen to my cry, yeah Bring my baby back to me Oh God, oh oh ...

Hmm, Hmmmmm Oh yeah W'ayɛ merɛ oh She wants to, she wants to light another one Frisɛ nhwusie ne kye no a, she won't remember Sɛ biribiara mess up Nobody really gives a damn Mommy be twahwe, if she sees me now Feel like I need another chance Hmmm Why I feel like I dey lose my way? Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Be like everywhere I go trouble follows me Pray for me I no fit do this on my own Pray for me Oh, oh I just wan be alone Quiet in my zone Obiara refrɛ me, but I won't pick up the phone Live my best today, 'cause we're not promised tomorrow This go be the last time you go see me like this e go never happen, no way E no be okay Sorry no go take the pain away Said them go dey now where them dey? Jah make you help me find a way Hope you forgive me Menka nneɛma a, I don't mean They say you're with me But why I feel like I dey lose my way? Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Be like everywhere I go trouble follows me Pray for me Hmm, I no fit do this on my own Pray for me Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Pray, pray, pray Why I feel like I dey lose my way? Pray for me Pray for me Pray for me Be like everywhere I go trouble follows me Pray for me Hmm, I no fit do this on my own Pray for me (pray, pray, pray) Pray pray pray

Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Gotta smile through it even though you hate it All I ask is that you pray for me You know we always payin' attention Always out handlin' business Niggas in they feelins Certain shit can't be given I'ma go and get it, yeah Niggas got they hand out, shit, that ain't the way we livin', yeah That ain't the way that I pictured thirty hoes and ten of us niggas See, that's the way we kick it Twetny of us, and ten of us probably got an extension Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can fix it Everything that you got, that shit probably rented I know my partners wit' me Ain't no stoppin' this shit, the sky is the limit, yeahh Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang Made it to the top from the gutter Promisin' the hood I came from it'll never be another, yeah Remember trappin' in the hood, duckin' under cover Buyin' hard ounces for my momma brother Tryna block mine, boy, you get knocked out, hah I'm wit' the shit you know that you are not 'bout Old nigga wit' some long money Nigga try me, I'ma get it all from ya Listen, I ain't worried 'bout the small run it Got my chrome on his dome then it dawned on him, dead 'em Plans too large, huh, nigga get on your ass, you put laws on 'em Fuck that shit, I'ma still sic my dogs on 'em Don't care how many police you call on 'em Ridin' wit' my niggas 'til the wheel fall If you got the dice, put it all on Live by the sword or die by it but sometimes you gotta fall on it Hey, ain't it funny how the dumbest niggas know it all, don't it? Nigga, keep it silent, you ain't lived through it, don't talk 'bout it, yeah Sixteen totin' A-K, havin' turf war I got a record deal, started sellin' dope for my first born, I swear Look at God, won't he do it Gotta run a bag up to Summer good 'til the bullshit I did null and void Skully pulled up, forty in my hoodie, hah, and you better not make me pull it One thing about a sucka nigga, he gon' talk cash shit 'til he run into me Drop a bankroll on his main bitch, make her go and do it for me No Hollywood, couldn't fake my life Quarter million cash on a brand new jet Crowd me, nah, nobody can do that Slide a bag, sip on yac, and let 'em handle that Trap nigga whippin' work in a Bando You violate, retaliation got me mando I keep a pistol on me 'cause the bands I don't ran 'em Numbers scratched out, paper runner Strategy used to be take Atlanta Spread it then makin' it in Savannah Runnin' my play up the East Coast I done tested the caliber, YFN Lucci Kickin' shit in the Caribbean Know you pussy, can't even open eye when you shoot When you live wit' that bullshit, you die wit' it too I would talk but could not be alive wit' the truth When you owe me and then gettin' fly wit' it too Bringin' some action, survive wit' it too Swear, I'm smokin' on nothin' but power I get money and dodgin' them cowards Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Gotta smile through it even though you hate it All I ask is that you pray for me Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang This next beat is so god damn sinister that I don't even, ahhm It makes me feel like everything It's just that nitty, gritty, fuckin' dirty South shit It makes me feel good This right here, this ones for the pull-up