Yo Gotti - Prayers lyrics

[Hook: Yo Gotti] Real n***as don't argue Rich n***as don't bargain Choppers answer to the problems Choppers answer to the problems Haters gone and the plug came I guess god answered my prayers Stayed down 'til the money came I guess god answered my prayers [Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo] Got my shirt off with my chains on I'm street as hell, can't you tell? Sent your money off, go and came back And god answered your prayers We in [?], me and CEO On a private jet, 'bout to take off I ain't really with the back and forth talk 50 in the Glock, Zach Randolph Got up off my a** Had to make sacrifices just to see my people rich Lil n***a got some k**ers with me I'm G'd up, I'm on my own dick n***a rich, that's a cold kit She f**ed your dog, that's a cold b**h In the game like EA Diamonds lemonade, no Minute Maid Don't want to hear that you f** with me now Cause you ain't f** with me when I was f**ed up f**ed around and ran my bucks up Yeah my baby mama 'nem lucked up God bless 'em n***a, amen I got white neighbors where I stay man I can see the money clear now Spent a couple thou on some Ray Bans [Hook: Yo Gotti] Real n***as don't argue Rich n***as don't bargain Choppers answer to the problems Choppers answer to the problems Haters gone and the plug came I guess god answered my prayers Stayed down 'til the money came I guess god answered my prayers Beefin' with me and you still living God answered your prayers You my baby mama and I'm a rich n***a Guess god answered your prayers You f**ed up and hit a lick n***a God answered your prayers You in this rap sh** and you a street n***a God answered your prayers [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] Stayed down 'til I came up Watched a f** n***a change up We all thuggin', can't blame us Don't need p**y n***as, they shame us Guess [?] got all gangster Once a n***a got famous Don't get the sh** twisted 20 million later, still gon' shoot that banger Poppin' pills, going to sleep Waking up, tryna deal with my anger Fallin' out with my homeboys Feel more comfortable 'round strangers Pull the Lamb up to the clipboard Got the jet waiting in the hanger With a whole bunch of hood n***as with me Ready to k**, how could you blame 'em? Playin' with me and you still breathing Well god answered your prayers Know the game got layers f** your b**h, that's a layup Never catch a n***a later n***a better get his weight up Play with me ain't safe bruh Get your grandmammy's sh** sprayed up [Hook: Yo Gotti] Real n***as don't argue Rich n***as don't bargain Choppers answer to the problems Choppers answer to the problems Haters gone and the plug came I guess god answered my prayers Stayed down 'til the money came I guess god answered my prayers Beefin' with me and you still living God answered your prayers You my baby mama and I'm a rich n***a Guess god answered your prayers You f**ed up and hit a lick n***a God answered your prayers You in this rap sh** and you a street n***a God answered your prayers