Rioma - Pray For Me Ft. Youngin
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(Youngin-Hook)
Pray for me pray for me
I know my conscience is slipping away from me
Alla that talkin i dont do it playfully
I move with caution always got a blade on me
Dont play with me
Run up on us shit end fatally
Claimin they woke but i make sure they stay asleep
I know the ones on my side gonna pray for me
Pray for me pray for me
I know the ones on my side gonna
(x3)
Pray for me(x4)
(Rioma-verse)
Pray for me pray for me
Bring them beads out blessin me with the rosary
I bring the spread to the table charcudari
I keep a blade on me cut off the foolery ahh
Yеt they hate on me no but thеy ain't got nothin to say to me
It ain't makin no sense fuck they dollas they pay to please
I call you out on your shit dont you play with me
Woke boy slidin in the coupe cut'em
Hated the scene where i was lookin back at me in the mirror boy i hada confront'em
Fuck'em, they only really carin where ya come from, son'em
Goin so hard they gotta love'em
Buzzin, top shelf livin i love it
I dont lettem hang around if they only came to party, sorry
Pray for me like i been the target, use to think i was the marksmen
You gon have to beg my pardon, sorry
I heard me say it twice im overwhelmed
Shotgun shells yea you know the history
Bottom of the bottle i fell
Pray for me baby what im doins historic
Playin with me baby hope you movin like jordan
Im prayin for you baby cause alotta of'em prayin for me
(Youngin-Hook)
(Yungin-Verse)
I feel I've been abandoned, stuck and I'm stranded
Problem after problem and they coming in Tandem
Money running low, got me acting like Cranston
Serving Mr. White, and have a 300 dancing
Ain't no second chances, I'm all out of answers
Breaking on whoever, and then turn them to a phantom
You still ain't understanding? Thoughts running rampant
Loading up this 9 millimeter in a panic
I just need the pay roll, something like a bank roll
Gave myself horns, made it from a broken halo
I won't even give the opportunity to say no
So give me all the money, jewelry, and the safe code
Spent to many years struggling to make ends meet
But I'd rather die, before they call me a dead beat
So if ima die by the gun, living life on the run
Ima say I did it all for the family (state of mind)
If I gotta ride, you know I'm gone slide
Hand on this grip, I know it's do or die
Swallow my tongue 'fore I swallow my pride
Never been a quitter, at least gotta try
Step on my toes, I can't let it fly
Don't trust a soul, a word from the wise
Give you your wings and send you to the sky
Cause You get a coffin no matter your size, someone please
(Youngin-Hook)
Pray for me pray for me
I know my conscience is slipping away from me
Alla that talkin i dont do it playfully
I move with caution always got a blade on me
Dont play with me
Run up on us shit end fatally
Claimin they woke but i make sure they stay asleep
I know the ones on my side gonna pray for me
Pray for me pray for me
I know the ones on my side gonna
(x3)
Pray for me(x4)
(Rioma-verse)
Pray for me pray for me
Bring them beads out blessin me with the rosary
I bring the spread to the table charcudari
I keep a blade on me cut off the foolery ahh
Yеt they hate on me no but thеy ain't got nothin to say to me
It ain't makin no sense fuck they dollas they pay to please
I call you out on your shit dont you play with me
Woke boy slidin in the coupe cut'em
Hated the scene where i was lookin back at me in the mirror boy i hada confront'em
Fuck'em, they only really carin where ya come from, son'em
Goin so hard they gotta love'em
Buzzin, top shelf livin i love it
I dont lettem hang around if they only came to party, sorry
Pray for me like i been the target, use to think i was the marksmen
You gon have to beg my pardon, sorry
I heard me say it twice im overwhelmed
Shotgun shells yea you know the history
Bottom of the bottle i fell
Pray for me baby what im doins historic
Playin with me baby hope you movin like jordan
Im prayin for you baby cause alotta of'em prayin for me
(Youngin-Hook)
(Yungin-Verse)
I feel I've been abandoned, stuck and I'm stranded
Problem after problem and they coming in Tandem
Money running low, got me acting like Cranston
Serving Mr. White, and have a 300 dancing
Ain't no second chances, I'm all out of answers
Breaking on whoever, and then turn them to a phantom
You still ain't understanding? Thoughts running rampant
Loading up this 9 millimeter in a panic
I just need the pay roll, something like a bank roll
Gave myself horns, made it from a broken halo
I won't even give the opportunity to say no
So give me all the money, jewelry, and the safe code
Spent to many years struggling to make ends meet
But I'd rather die, before they call me a dead beat
So if ima die by the gun, living life on the run
Ima say I did it all for the family (state of mind)
If I gotta ride, you know I'm gone slide
Hand on this grip, I know it's do or die
Swallow my tongue 'fore I swallow my pride
Never been a quitter, at least gotta try
Step on my toes, I can't let it fly
Don't trust a soul, a word from the wise
Give you your wings and send you to the sky
Cause You get a coffin no matter your size, someone please
(Youngin-Hook)
