Fredo Bang - Pray 4 Dem (Father Pt 2) lyrics

[Intro] (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) (Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat) Yeah, yeah [Verse 1] These ni**as be cappin' on the net, they never outside (Outside) Wanna hit the city, all these pussy ni**as tongue-tied (Tongue-tied) Talkin' like you gangster get you kidnapped and hogtied (Bah, bah, bah-bah) He talkin' big that Draco make a ni**a downsize (Grrrr) Invest up, my check up, b*tch, you wanna do me somethin'? We got big clips, can't tip sh*t, who the fu*k I'm runnin' from? That boy deserved to die, he went out back he was clutchin' on his guns Osama out his bu*tons, my lil' potna, who the fu*k gon' tell him somethin'? (Boom, boom, boom) Murder in my eyes a ni**a bleed every time I drop a tear (Boom, boom) Put a thousand ni**as in front of me, you can't pick one that I fear (Boom, boom) Catch you in that rack, I do you bad like I ain't have a deal Two million dollar bond, I drop that sh*t like your sh*t outta here (Grr, bah, bah, bah) [Chorus] Lord, You better pray for these ni**as (Oh, oh) Lord, You better stay with these ni**as (Oh, oh) Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah) I been lurkin' all day for these ni**as (Grr) Lord, You better pray for these ni**as (Oh, oh) Lord, You better stay with these ni**as (Oh, oh) Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah) I been lurkin' all day for these ni**as (Grr) [Verse 2] You know I twist a ni**a body up Cut 'em like a cold cut When I'm in the city, pussy ni**a put your soul up (b*tch) You know I'm 'bout that murder sh*t, you better pick your nuts up Easy screamin' blood, I'm reppin' murder throwin' 4's up (Bah, bah) ni**a better stay in line, I turn you to a hashtag (Grrrah) Dissin' on the 'Gram, up in his feelings, oh, he mad mad (Ha) I don't wanna talk about it, see me there then leave me there I just had to drop, twenty on my CashApp if you beat me there (What?) [Chorus] Lord, You better pray for these ni**as (Oh, oh) Lord, You better stay with these ni**as (Oh, oh) Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah) I been lurkin' all day for these ni**as (Grr) Lord, You better pray for these ni**as (Oh, oh) Lord, You better stay with these ni**as (Oh, oh) Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah) I been lurkin' all day for these ni**as (Grr) [Outro] Father, Father, Father, Father, ooh-ooh I don't mean to be a bother Hey, but right now the times are gettin' harder Hey, right now the times are gettin' harder Father, Father, Father, Father, ooh-ooh I don't mean to be a bother Hey, but right now the times are gettin' harder Hey, right now the times are gettin' harder