Pray with me
La La La La
OG OG
La La La La La La La
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Be about your f*cking business, if you gonna get it, then f*cking get it
We was locked up in another city, Aint no body wanna come get us
If it wasn't for my niggas cripping, we be still locked in the system
Rest in Peace to that nigga Nipsey, gunned down cause he made a difference
I swear to God I miss my brotha ghost, the reason why it really hurt the most
You was going down a cold road, but I ain't gonna lie, bitch you still my bro
When you told me yo momma died, tear dropped, fell down my eye
I just lost my grand momma too, so live life while you still alive
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bands, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who's doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
I can't be skinny as a purse is, I can never ever sell my soul
She was touched at a early age, So touching toes is all she f*ckin' know
Niggas be switching for bitches, bitches be switching for pennies
She fell in love with the scheming, niggas be tricking and feening
She get to moaning and screaming, to fight all her demons
Niggas be telling tales, He hit the stand and tell it well
So keep your business to yourself, unless you wanna end up in a cell
This is just how the story goes, So be careful who you call your bro
So be careful who you call your hoe, and don't you ever ever trust a soul
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
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English
Pray with me
La La La La
OG OG
La La La La La La La
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Be about your f*cking business, if you gonna get it, then f*cking get it
We was locked up in another city, Aint no body wanna come get us
If it wasn't for my niggas cripping, we be still locked in the system
Rest in Peace to that nigga Nipsey, gunned down cause he made a difference
I swear to God I miss my brotha ghost, the reason why it really hurt the most
You was going down a cold road, but I ain't gonna lie, bitch you still my bro
When you told me yo momma died, tear dropped, fell down my eye
I just lost my grand momma too, so live life while you still alive
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bands, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who's doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
I can't be skinny as a purse is, I can never ever sell my soul
She was touched at a early age, So touching toes is all she f*ckin' know
Niggas be switching for bitches, bitches be switching for pennies
She fell in love with the scheming, niggas be tricking and feening
She get to moaning and screaming, to fight all her demons
Niggas be telling tales, He hit the stand and tell it well
So keep your business to yourself, unless you wanna end up in a cell
This is just how the story goes, So be careful who you call your bro
So be careful who you call your hoe, and don't you ever ever trust a soul
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
La La La La
OG OG
La La La La La La La
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Be about your f*cking business, if you gonna get it, then f*cking get it
We was locked up in another city, Aint no body wanna come get us
If it wasn't for my niggas cripping, we be still locked in the system
Rest in Peace to that nigga Nipsey, gunned down cause he made a difference
I swear to God I miss my brotha ghost, the reason why it really hurt the most
You was going down a cold road, but I ain't gonna lie, bitch you still my bro
When you told me yo momma died, tear dropped, fell down my eye
I just lost my grand momma too, so live life while you still alive
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bands, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who's doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
I can't be skinny as a purse is, I can never ever sell my soul
She was touched at a early age, So touching toes is all she f*ckin' know
Niggas be switching for bitches, bitches be switching for pennies
She fell in love with the scheming, niggas be tricking and feening
She get to moaning and screaming, to fight all her demons
Niggas be telling tales, He hit the stand and tell it well
So keep your business to yourself, unless you wanna end up in a cell
This is just how the story goes, So be careful who you call your bro
So be careful who you call your hoe, and don't you ever ever trust a soul
Before it's my time to go
I wanna live the best life that I can
I know a couple niggas want me gone
But what you expect when you are da man
Young rich niggas, young go getta's
We don't need a middle man
Mixing Molly with with the xan's
All my niggas in the kitchen
Like Martha Steward playing with pots and pans
Trying to run up the bans, please kill the ceiling fan
They will never understand, hell nah they will never understand
Bitches be tripping about bitches, niggas be switching for bitches
What she will do for a penny, what he will do for a lighter sentence
So be careful when you speaking business
I know some niggas who doing time, knowing damn well they ain't do the crime
But they will never ever break the code, cause being real is all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
Being real all a nigga know
Writer: Michael Jefferson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid