In My Prayers Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bingx]
Man I feel underrated, underpaid
Overlooked and underestimated
I'm a triple threat, they second guessed
And my first thought? Well I guess I made it
Ha, what you mean I ain't earn my stripes?
Man you better get educated
I got a whole squad full of bulldogs
And every single motherf*cker here decorated
Like, hah, what you got for me?
Nothing
Man tell a hater don't talk to me
You ain't got guac for me
I ain't got the time for that mockery dog
My time worth money
I ain't getting paid shit
I ain't finna say shit
I'm about music and making shit happen
You boys want the truth we can make this shit happen
This ain't about you, it's about me
Ain't about them, boy 'dis about we
Me and my team
This about me telling my story to the motherf*cking streets
Never had a silver spoon in my life
Yeah and that's why I'm the realest dude on this mic

Let's get it, gotta work hard
Put in hard work til' my shit drops
That's constipation
Got three stars on my family tree
That's a galaxy to your constellation
Either me or them, pick all me
Or when you call me you go to automation
Girl I've been the man
I don't need your motherf*cking confirmation
Woo
Motherf*ckers don't want none
Even when they think that they want some
I promise you don't these motherf*ckers
On some for thinkin' they f*ckin' with me up on [? 1:05]
I'll be goin' harder then any one of you little rappers
And still I'll be showing love to you motherf*ckers
Woo, yeah
So for everyone of you to talk down to me
I'm turning up on you motherf*ckers
Wait a minute
Y'all don't control me I got me a positive vibe
And I won't let this negative shit that you say gon' f*ck wit' my day
Smile and go get the f*ck out my way
Light up a joint that [? 1:20] thank God for my family and all of my team
And tell 'im I'm grateful to be getting paid to go follow my dream

[Hook: Bingx]
Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working
Even good days I'ma be in my prayers
Made it this far and I finna keep working
People that hate, they'll be in my
You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)
You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)
Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working
Even good days I'ma be in my prayers
Made it this far and I finna keep working
People that hate, they'll be in my
You'll be in my (prayers)
Preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

[Verse 2: Bingx]
Man, I hear talk through that great vine
These rappers feel that I ain't deserve this
Then when I see them in person, everything is great and perfect
Hah, well I shake their hand, and that's straight proof that I make you nervous
And if your respect costs 5 bills worth 5 mil, I wouldn't make the purchase
Nah, treated everyone with the same
Respect since day one
And everyone got paid to feature, what a way to meet you
Get a cheque on day one
But I got no respect from that
And I got no respect for 'dat
No, look, if you don't respect me, I don't respect you Overlook me, then I overstep you
Disrespect me when I ain't there, but when I came there you got so respectful
I'ma go and let you talk all the shit that you want
You can talk all the shit that you want
'Cause I got five with me doing life with me
Getting all the shit that you want
Had the same manager since I was homeless
He will forever get 20%
For dealing with 100% of that bullshit
People like, damn 20%?
And I'm like yeah mo'f*cker don't question that
Yeah, and if the team need it, no questions asked
I'ma get it done, and don't mention that

[Hook: Bingx]
Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working
Even good days I'ma be in my prayers
Made it this far and I finna keep working
People that hate, they'll be in my
You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)
You'll be in my preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)
Said I made it this far but I gotta keep working
Even good days I'ma be in my prayers
Made it this far and I finna keep working
People that hate, they'll be in my
You'll be in my (prayers)
Preh, preh, preh, preh prayers (I'm prayin' for you)

[Verse 3: Seven]
Yeah
I woke up at dawn it's am
'Fore I made this song, had a talk with God
I said dear father save them
Yeah, father
Talk about them all who stay red
'Cause you're far from safe, 'cause its no holds barred when I let these bars go
Think I went hard before, you never see me go hard till the dawn awake then
Man I ride around with a full clip
Don't get it twisted I ain't talking heat
The gunplay is just a metaphor
An' I'm Metaform when I get on a beat
I'm aiming for those pillowcase
'Cause I'm tired of people tryn' sleep on me
I'ma catch a body if I catch ano'er mo'f*cker
I ain't trying to catch a Z
Lord, I swear to you I'm irritated
'Cause they been trying to keep a nigga down
Since I was 10, back when I started
Now I'm 22, that's 12 years a slave shit
Seven like a cross between Django a' Solomon
Coming back to send all of 'em to heaven
If they hell bound or think they is, they better call a reverend
'Cause I'm liable to go psycho
Norman Bates when I write flows
Halle Berry when I brainstorm
Bruce Banner, how'a change forms
When I get a little angry
But at the end of the day I'm only a human, can you blame me? Especially when niggas gotta pay me, and niggas tryn'a play me And niggas don't play me, it drive a nigga crazy
They say vengeance is yours, but I still wanna see those bitches buried
So with that said I'm just out here tryn'a do the Lord's work like a missionary
Only thing I pray is when we meet up you forgive me for the shit that I done
There's no cave to hide in that I won't find
It's no distance I will not run
Till I catch every single last one
I don't care where it is, anywhere, it's whatever
I can get 'em in a mountain
I can get him in the middle of the desert
And my wrath'll rain down at the city I'm from
Yeah, hollu', take back that last from me, that blasphemy
All I ask is Lord thy will be done, Amen

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