Pray 4 Me Lyrics – Kirky

Pray 4 Me Lyrics by Kirky

Yeah, we bought the latest shotty
Sounds good when you’re talkin’ ’bout drills
What ’bout your latest body?
Yeah, invest in machines, that’s my latest hobby

Green gage same hand as the green face
If i blaze the dotty
Yeah, remember the days i was servin’ fiends
Never had sh#t, it was clear to see

Givin’ out pics, they weren’t sayin’, “cheese”
They doubted the kid, it was make belief
Now, it’s a rack on amiri jeans
All of a sudden they hatе on me

I tell my b#tch she bеst pray for me
Pray for me and when i make it home i’ll blow your back out
Esses with me and you try it, he might bring the mac out
Of course i’m proud of me i made it out the f#ckin’ trap house

So much money in the crib, i treat it like a stash house
Pray fro me, i used to pray for keys
Only right i buy the richard, i was waitin’ patiently, yeah
Broke days, had to take trips

New sim, can’t trace it
New whip like a spaceship
Now, the rollie got different faces
Yeah, we bought the latest shotty

Sounds good when you’re talkin’ ’bout drills
What ’bout your latest body?
Yeah, invest in machines, that’s my latest hobby
Green gage same hand as the green face

If i blaze the dotty
Yeah, remember the days i was servin’ fiends
Never had sh#t, it was clear to see
Givin’ out pics, they weren’t sayin’, “cheese”

They doubted the kid, it was make belief
Now, it’s a rack on amiri jeans
All of a sudden they hate on me
I tell my b#tch she best pray for me

Uh, i’m from a place you grab the .38 or blaze the shotty
She wants a piece of me, but can’t ’cause she ain’t a hottie
The only time they seein’ ps is when they play monopoly
On the glide, i’ll rely on big homie to aim it properly

I run it up, and now my family think i’m made of money
Hit my targets, put down half, then give the rest to mummy
‘course i lied, when i said, “f#ck the culli’,” i’m in a cullinan
On my estate, but my n#gg#’s got it near his tummy

If i hit back the trap, it’s most likely gonna be the brick way
Six-man in a four-door’s a bit gay
The rolex gotta be a big face
I give girls the boot like david moyes for givin’ sh#t brain

It’s a foreign when i switch lanes
Yeah, we bought the latest shotty
Sounds good when you’re talkin’ ’bout drills
What ’bout your latest body?

Yeah, invest in machines, that’s my latest hobby
Green gage same hand as the green face
If i blaze the dotty
Yeah, remember the days i was servin’ fiends

Never had sh#t, it was clear to see
Givin’ out pics, they weren’t sayin’, “cheese”
They doubted the kid, it was make belief
Now, it’s a rack on amiri jeans

All of a sudden they hate on me
I tell my b#tch she best pray for me
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Kirky Lyrics – Pray 4 Me

Kirky

Pray 4 Me