Prayers/Luck
Lyrics
It's a whole lotta G's in this G Wagon
Killers and robbers, I ain't talking bout no Speedwagon
My momma call me say she worried bout my weed habit
I said this blunt the only thing that's keeping me happy
I don turned into a addict, what the fuck
DT round my neck bitch you can look but don't touch
I use to think a nigga asking God for too much
Now I can't thank him enough, we chose prayers over luck
I'm hopping out the AMG, got the gang in here with me
I feel like Radric, the K and three young niggas stay with me
I had to call my lady and say you bet not play with me
You break my heart, I'm breaking ya pockets, better pay the fee
Bitch its pay to play, my nigga 'nem slanging weight, he make it disappear like David Blaine
Board another plane, labels love Davaine
I done got too grown up, thats what big cousin love to say
I ain't seen you in years nigga and time don't go the other way
If you gon get high just keep it low' that's what my mother say
I been in The Hills like I been staying in my brother's place
I touch down in Cali, treat the shit like its another day
I can't do one bae, that shit fuck up my feng shui
I'm exhausted, I think I almost lost myself
They wanted to see me fall but bitch I caught myself
I'm a soldier and a boss myself
We use to put all our money together, now I pay the cost myself
It's a whole lotta G's in this G Wagon
Killers and robbers, I ain't talking bout no Speedwagon
My momma call me say she worried bout my weed habit
I said this blunt the only thing that's keeping me happy
I don turned into a addict, what the fuck
DT round my neck bitch you can look but don't touch
I use to think a nigga asking God for too much
Now I can't thank him enough, we chose prayers over luck
Writer(s): Ricky Floyd II
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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