Alex Lustig - Pray For Me lyrics
[Intro: muGz praying] Heavenly Father, please forgive us For we are sometimes lost in your world May you continue to guide us I pray [Verse 1: MuGz] Lord forgive me for my sinning but I'm winning, yes I'm winning I'm been stuck in this position, See my luck is running thin and No, my mama raised me different, Hoped that I just stay persistent She ain't tryna see me buried or watch her son end up in prison I just got another ticket cuz my windows are too tinted Tell the sheriff and lietenant mind they motherf**ing business Got too many mixed emotions, sh** I could have been a chemist Plus my soul ain't got no love, that sh** only comes in tennis I've been talking to the Lord, they tried charging me long distance Plus the devil's always busy so I know that n***a listens Quoting "Only God We Trust", either him or all my instincts Since the truth is always flipped like a gymnast, I'm so finished With these regular civilians who label us as villains They put in they two cents, I refund they opinions n***a I just call the play, let my n***as run scrimmage Got too much up on my plate, tell my girlfriend do the dishes n***a [Hook] Pray for me (x8) [Verse 2: muGz] Lord forgive me for my sinning but I'm winning, yes I'm winning I just pray I count a million, this is only the beginning I've been going through some Hell just to find my way to Heaven n***a live until you die, well I'm bout to make a k**ing Got some n***as in the sky so my head is the the ceiling I Believe That I Could Fly, I mean higher than R. Kelly Man shout out that n***a Bust, I just rub his Buddha belly Said shout out that n***a Bust, man my crew so f**ing heavy I've been dreaming bout a Rollie, is this lifestyle really for me Slipped inside her with no condom, worry bout it in the morning Ohh Lord, I ain't been to church, It's been a long time And I tried to talk to god and got the wrong line But he called me back and he told to be patient And then he called me "son" like we on vacation Got a text from Satan, he asked me to three-way him But the Devil still in Prada so I tell him go see (Jotta?) Get some clothes [Hook]