Pray for Me (feat. Mark Battles) - Jae Williams & K2 Droyd

Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Gotta smile through it even though you hate it All I ask is that you pray for me You know we always payin' attention Always out handlin' business Niggas in they feelins Certain shit can't be given I'ma go and get it, yeah Niggas got they hand out, shit, that ain't the way we livin', yeah That ain't the way that I pictured thirty hoes and ten of us niggas See, that's the way we kick it Twetny of us, and ten of us probably got an extension Everybody playin' broke 'cause they think I can fix it Everything that you got, that shit probably rented I know my partners wit' me Ain't no stoppin' this shit, the sky is the limit, yeahh Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang Made it to the top from the gutter Promisin' the hood I came from it'll never be another, yeah Remember trappin' in the hood, duckin' under cover Buyin' hard ounces for my momma brother Tryna block mine, boy, you get knocked out, hah I'm wit' the shit you know that you are not 'bout Old nigga wit' some long money Nigga try me, I'ma get it all from ya Listen, I ain't worried 'bout the small run it Got my chrome on his dome then it dawned on him, dead 'em Plans too large, huh, nigga get on your ass, you put laws on 'em Fuck that shit, I'ma still sic my dogs on 'em Don't care how many police you call on 'em Ridin' wit' my niggas 'til the wheel fall If you got the dice, put it all on Live by the sword or die by it but sometimes you gotta fall on it Hey, ain't it funny how the dumbest niggas know it all, don't it? Nigga, keep it silent, you ain't lived through it, don't talk 'bout it, yeah Sixteen totin' A-K, havin' turf war I got a record deal, started sellin' dope for my first born, I swear Look at God, won't he do it Gotta run a bag up to Summer good 'til the bullshit I did null and void Skully pulled up, forty in my hoodie, hah, and you better not make me pull it One thing about a sucka nigga, he gon' talk cash shit 'til he run into me Drop a bankroll on his main bitch, make her go and do it for me No Hollywood, couldn't fake my life Quarter million cash on a brand new jet Crowd me, nah, nobody can do that Slide a bag, sip on yac, and let 'em handle that Trap nigga whippin' work in a Bando You violate, retaliation got me mando I keep a pistol on me 'cause the bands I don't ran 'em Numbers scratched out, paper runner Strategy used to be take Atlanta Spread it then makin' it in Savannah Runnin' my play up the East Coast I done tested the caliber, YFN Lucci Kickin' shit in the Caribbean Know you pussy, can't even open eye when you shoot When you live wit' that bullshit, you die wit' it too I would talk but could not be alive wit' the truth When you owe me and then gettin' fly wit' it too Bringin' some action, survive wit' it too Swear, I'm smokin' on nothin' but power I get money and dodgin' them cowards Yeah, from the cracks and the holes in the pavement Ain't no hope for the youth, Lord, save me Gotta smile through it even though you hate it All I ask is that you pray for me Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang Who gon' ride wit' me? Aye, who gon' ride wit' me? Yeah, death before dishonor but you lied to me, dang This next beat is so god damn sinister that I don't even, ahhm It makes me feel like everything It's just that nitty, gritty, fuckin' dirty South shit It makes me feel good This right here, this ones for the pull-up

Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, pray for me (yeah) Pray for me, just pray for me It's over nigga Living life with all this thugness Destruction, this violence, my projects I'ma rep to the fullness and you know it I'm always gon' be infamous (it's over, it's over) Until the day they lay me down to rest (you dead, you dead) When I'm in this world, just pray for me (you can't stop it) The invincible, infamous Mobb Deep, nigga, fuck you If you touch one of my dunns, I'll buck you You ain't got nuts enough to come through And get back at my niggas for them gun wounds You a punk bitch ass nigga, you soft duke I'm a young rich ass nigga who love to Show you how a nigga get his lights blew Teach you the mystery God and murk you Burry you, motherfuckers in the cement Miss a post of that nigga in the precint Shoulda known my niggas, don't play with stunts Shoulda shot back but you got your dome cut While we party with the pretty little cutties You'll be fertilizing dirt for new trees Fucking with the mobsters out in QB Nigga, you get hung for that shit that your mouth speak Bitch ass nigga (just pray for me) When I'm out in the world Just pray for me and if you down for whatever You'll wait for me, I got these cowards out tryin' To lay for me and they making me So just pray for me and I can see it in their eyes They're afraid of me, homeboy, I ain't the one You mistaken me while you ratting and snaking me They making me, so just pray for me We them niggas that pull them things out Niggas talk too much, need to shut mouth A loose lip will sink a niggas ship for real Then act all surprised when they get killed Got two felonies but take a chance still My life comes first, fuck a record deal Move that crowd, direct with steel For a medicine when niggas act ill The H-A-V, the O, the C Be easy on the way that you approach me Didn't see it coming but he got his plug pulled That chicks shiesty don't go by what looks good We in the ear, trust she heard that Why you loving him, all my niggas tap that Fake gangstas, I can see right through them Cross that line and get your life ruined Living life with all this thugness Destruction, this violence, my projects I'ma rep to the fullness and you know it I'm always gon' be infamous Until the day they lay me down to rest When I'm in this world, just pray for me Just pray for me when I'm out in the world Just pray for me and if you down for whatever You'll wait for me, I got these cowards out tryin' To lay for me and they making me So just pray for me and I can see it in their eyes They're afraid of me, homeboy, I ain't the one You mistaken me while you ratting and snaking me They making me, so just pray for me When I'm out in the world, just pray for me And if you down for whatever, you'll wait for me I got these cowards out tryin' to lay for me They making me, so just pray for me And I can see it in your eyes, you're afraid of me Homeboy, I ain't the one you mistaken me While you ratting and think you're snaking me They're making me, so just pray for me