Mm
Mm-hmm
Mm-mm

Say my prayers, so I know I'm protected soon as I walk in
Seemin' like that I'm the one that they don't wanna see win
I need my brother, just like my backbone, you more than my friend
Who gone be here by the time my bag gone? Hope more than my kids

Gunnin' for your love like a touchdown
Baby girl, you good, it's just us now
Full of drugs, seem I'm stranded with no trust found
I'd go crazy if I couldn't buy you a bustdown

You get it, a married woman need they riches
I feel it, I had to go hard for her to get it
I just left, I ain't comin' right back
Got off my ass got straight to business
I'm so up, don't wanna go back
I don't want no straps inside this Bentley
They don't wanna give me a chance
They say that I promote the killin'
It's too bad, I really speak it
It's too bad, I really live it
Catch my cut, can't throw dat glizzy
Me and Ben10 jumpin' fences
Take his sack and leave that pendant
Said I'm with you, then I meant it
Hold on, crossroad, that shit gon' cost all 'em
Whenever I go just make sure you don't fall for 'em
Step on him 'bout my bros, Lord knows I don't wan' lose none
I'm ready for you to come home, soon as the truth come

Say my prayers, so I know I'm protected soon as I walk in
Seemin' like that I'm the one that they don't wanna see win
I need my brother, just like my backbone, you more than my friend
Who gone be here by the time my bag gone? Hope more than my kids

Gunnin' for your love like a touchdown
Baby girl, you good, it's just us now
Full of drugs, seem I'm stranded with no trust found
I'd go crazy if I couldn't buy you a bustdown

Feel if I ain't had it, you wouldn't be with me
You gon' go and be with a nigga who would provide you with it
Screamin' "fuck yo brother," yeah, who's side you pickin'?
I feel I'm right, so I don't give a fuck about which way it go
Make my way through the night, I cannot pace slow
All this shit been crazy, I think 'bout Draco
You lied, ain't to my face, it's straight to my soul
Pussy-ass nigga ain't safe, gon' get his head blown
Grew up havin' to play inside that red zone
Send one, I'm sendin' it back, we call that ping-pong
I lay alone, kickin' it back, tryna get my head on
I got nothin' but meds in my Styrofoam
I'll be patchin' up my pain 'til I'm dead and gone

Gunnin' for your love like a touchdown
Baby girl, you good, it's just us now
Full of drugs, seem I'm stranded with no trust found
I'd go crazy if I couldn't buy you a bustdown

Say my prayers, so I know I'm protected soon as I walk in
Seemin' like that I'm the one that they don't wanna see win
I need my brother, just like my backbone, you more than my friend
Who gone be here by the time my bag gone? Hope more than my kids
Who gone be here by the time my bag gone? Hope more than my kids

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): David Morse, Jackson LoMastro, Jason Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Washington, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin