Rich Dillinger - Praying to My GOD (feat. Hartford po & King Rocky) Lyrics

Uh, I'm from the homie where the ladder blow
Make sure we hittin' everybody in the car
That's collateral, a hundred nights in it
I put my life in it, I three and one it

And see a nigga somethin' nice with it, I be prayin' God
Sometimes I don't know what I'm sayin', God
I send somebody to you, I promise they gon' be stayin' God
Ain't no strayin' off, you owe the bag, you gotta pay it off

Cause I'ma let this trigger click till I break it off
Standin' off, know I'm on the edge, I'm tryna spread it off
The realest nigga you done came across
Face on your shirt with your name across

They kiss your body in that box as you lay across
Powder on the tablecloth
Ain't no promotion, I'ma stay the boss
Know you gotta pay the cost

Nights I wanted to cry, I had to play it off
Still in motion, pineapple Julio, I blend the potion
Readin' 160 on the screen, got the Tesla open
I been runnin' for a hundred nights

I'm always prayin' to my God, niggas gotta get this money right
Keep focused or you lose motion
Stay grounded when the money flowin
That's a ill nigga

I been runnin' for a hundred nights
I'm always prayin' to my God, niggas gotta get this money right
Keep focused or you lose motion
Stay grounded when the money flowin

That's a ill nigga
Bridgeport money, we kill niggas that for that
Imagine what we do if you f*ck up on any product
Italian neckties on your grandma

Punyeta, you never safe, pussy
If we head huntin' for you, I'll dead somethin' for you
If you part of this mob, come pray with the God
I'll bless you with the money if you focus

Niggas'll think you linked with a coke farmer
That Alabama cotton got me richer than gold miners
But who's countin'
Street value, 150 kilos

When it land on American soil, I'm that loyal
Hot-headed but know how to cook up a quarter brick
That's ten bags to the bundle, money comin' like a slutty bitch
We make hits and take trips

And set up new shops where them niggas get stained at
That's real rap
The underboss of this mob shit
We runnin' the drug motion, come and look at what my God did

I been runnin' for 100 nights
I'm always prayin' to my God
Niggas gotta get this money right
Keep focused or you lose motion

Stay grounded when the money flowin
That's a ill nigga
I've been runnin' for a hundred nights
I'm always prayin' to my God

Niggas gotta get this money right
Keep focused or you lose motion
Stay grounded when the money flowin
That's a ill nigga