Lyrics: CASSIDY "I PRAY" (0/1)

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I Pray

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Version 1 of the lyrics

[Chorus:]

To get away I got to pray that I'll make some

To get away I got to pray that I'll Make some

cheese and get out these crazy streets

cheese and get out these crazy streets To get away

To get away I got to pray that

I got to pray that I'll Make some gwop and get off

I'll make some gwap and get off this crazy block

this crazy block To get away I got to pray that

To get away I got to pray that

I'll Make some cake and get out this crazy place

I'll make some cake and get out this crazy place

To get away I got to pray that it'll Be all good

To get away I got to pray that it'll be all good,

if I get oout this crazy hood and I pray

if I get out this crazy hood and I pray

[Verse 1:]

[Verse 1: Cassidy]

I pray everyday for a better life but it's never a

I pray everyday for a better life, but it's never a

night I ain't trying to get my cheddar right make

night I ain't trying to get my cheddar right

it better christ I'm on both of my knees I'm

make it better Christ, I'm on both of my knees

trying to stop coppin' cope by the keys I'm sorry

I'm tryna stop coppin' coke by the keys

father but I got to keep a toaster to squeeze I be

forgive me Fatherbut I got to keep a toaster to squeeze

stressin' 'cause the blessings I'm supposed to

I be stressin' 'cause the blessings I'm supposed to recieve

recieve I ain't gettin' yo I'm supposed to succeed

I ain't gettin' yo, I'm supposed to succeed but I didn't yo

but I didn't yo I didn't know 'cause I was naive

I didn't know 'cause I was naive but now I'm gettin' dough

but now I'm gettin' dough my son gettin' plead I

my song gettin' played, I hit the stage and spit a flow

hit the stage and spit a flow I rip the show and

I rip the show and make enough money to buy a brick of snow

make enough monet to but a brick of snowI get to

I get to travel to places you never get to go

travel to places you never get to go so I got to

so, I got to move from the block

move from the block I'm a lot richer yo I'm a lot

I'm a lot richer yo, I'm a lot sicker yo, I make hits quicker yo

sicker yo I make hits quicker yo when I blaze the

when I blaze the haze and mix it with the liquor yo,

haze and mix it with the liquor yo niggaz know to

niggaz know to get cheese I need these streets, so I'm a stay

get cake I need these streets so I'm a stay but I

but I pray that I could leave these streets everyday

pray that I could leave these streets everyday

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Shizlansky]

[Verse 2:]

For a life full of transgressions,

For a life full of transgressions is heaven harder

is heaven harder to enter?

than inner are the roads to the pearly gates all

Are the roads to the pearly gates all for repenters?

for repenters is the harder the winter the harder

Is the harder the winter the harder the sinner?

the sinner lord I blow so much kush the answers

Lord I puff so much kush the answers

hard to remember I knowI ought to go to church and

hard to remember

pay my tides but I'd rather pay the hand I'm delt

I'ma win the, game hands down if y'all the contenders

and wake my eyes and I drop to my knees and I pray

cause see y'all far from the real thing,

my god that when you save my soul you save my

see ya'll the pretenders

squad 'cause they some viscious killas that'll

I know I ought to go to church and

spare no life they don't pray to our lie and they

pay my tithes, but I'd rather play

don't fear no christ so don't where no ice 'cause

the hand I'm dealt and weigh my odds

they'll run up and clap you dummy which proves my

but I drop to my knees and I pray

thoery the route to evil's the lack of money so

my God, that when you save my soul you save my squads'

that's the reason why I stack my monet I'm tryin

'cause they some viscious killas that'll spare no life

to move from these streets and consentrate on this rapper money

they don't pray to Allah and they don't fear no Christ

so don't wear no ice, 'cause

they'll run up and clap you dummy

which proves my

theory, the root of evil's the lack of money

so that's the reason why I stack my money

I'm tryin to move from these streets

and concentrate on this rapper money

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Cassidy]

[Verse 3:]

Man it's Larsiny family and we all hood, if we

Man we supposed to be family and we all hood if we

all could get money it'll be all good 'cause we

all street, but we all deep

all street but we all deep I'm tryin' to make more

I'm tryin' to make more

to make sure that we all eat until we all fall

to make sure that we all eat until we all fall,

then we get fed then get bread we hustlin' to try

then we get fed then get bread

to stop sufferin' yea I put my L in the air I got

we hustlin' to try to stop sufferin'

love for them and everyday I pray that they stop

yea I put my L in the air I got love for them,

strugglin' for real

and everyday I pray that they stop strugglin'for real

[Chorus]

[Cassidy talking]

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