Lewis Carpenter - I Prayed Lyrics

I'm the king of rap
I'm slinging crack
My music dope
I'm selling dope
My weed is thrax
Nigga, Hit my line
If you need it man
No Cashapp
No Venmo
I need the cash
Gotta make a play
I tell my niggas
I'll be right back
Got dirty money
Like it's lean in there
It need bath
(I pray to the Lord)
That he clean it man
I offer it up
And he give it right back
Said go get it how you can
So I go get some pack
Should it be the zip or the half?
(Or the QP)
I might just need
The whole damn think
But I don't really know if I got it like that
Do I got it like that?
Can I trap it that fast?
Then a nigga hit my line
Then a bitch hit my line
Then a nigga hit my line
Then a bitch hit my line
Oh shit nigga
I got it like that
Yeah I got it like that
I can trap it that fast (Aye)
I need my rent and my phone
My picture in Vogue
That Double XL
Edition I'm on
So I pray to lord

Yeah I prayed to the lord
For this shit
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yea, get it how you can)
I prayed, I prayed
I prayed to the Lord for shit shit
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yeah, get it how you can)
Yeah I prayed, I prayed. I prayed

Not a real gangsta or thugger
But I probably rob me a nigga
Work to head fall off
I'm like a zombie to niggas
I never sleep
It feel like insomnia nigga
I'm a standup guy
No comedy nigga
I'm obviously different
Not poverty driven
I gotta degree
But I'm all in the kitchen
Whipping (Aye)
Trying to turn dope into riches
I'm a magician
Where did it go?
Abracadabra
The way that I flip it
Get rid of them zips quick
God is my witness
I cannot quit smoking
I gotta addiction
If I do any wrong
I pray for forgiveness

Yeah I prayed to the lord
For this shit
(And I prayed. And I prayed)
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yeah, get it how you can)
I prayed, I prayed
I prayed to the Lord for this shit
(And I prayed. And I prayed)
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yeah, get it how you can)
Yeah, I prayed, I prayed. I prayed

I'm the king on his thrown
I gotta nice job
I'm making some bread
When I see my check
I'm like f*ck
I need me some more
I'm selling weed that's of course
You might hit my line
If you needed some coke
Them perkies be working
Them niggas that's fiending
They don't
They be at the door
So I cannot leave it alone
I'm washing my hands
I pray to God
He cleaning my soul
I hit his line
When I need him them the most
I think to the lord
If you let me slide now
This be my last one
Then I get that money
Then I f*cking laugh bruh
I'm right back at it
I am an addict

Yeah I prayed to the lord
For this shit
(And I prayed. And I prayed)
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yeah, get it how you can)
I prayed, I prayed
I prayed to the Lord for this shit
(And I prayed. And I prayed)
(He said get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Get it how you can)
(Yeah, get it how you can)
Yeah I prayed, I prayed. I prayed

He said "That's on Me." That's on me
He said "That's on Me
He said that's on me. That's on me
"That's on me"
(And that's on God homie)