Prayers

[Intro: Shame Gang] (Shame Gang) Lord God, I pray for your protection on this journey You are my heart [?] And under your wings I find refuge Protect me from the malice of my enemies And protect them from me [Verse 1: Shame Gang] Yeah, my momma warned me to never trust a fiend One word for me could crush your spleen Advice from me, trust your team Was raised on bread and mustard beans I fuck with you, you fuck with me That's how we build one hundred dreams Now it seems these rappers adjusted to just adjusting dreams I'm just a form of modern man, like demigods, no modern man The world is mine, I feel like I palmed it inside my fuckin' hands I'm making a move to take you off You pick and you choose which way you fall Telling you once, not telling you twice A hole in your boy, no game of golf Price of pain within my eyes, dreams I had with demon lies Told me that I could visualize a story where no villain dies Improvise, I bend the farthest, grow like seasons harvest Here's the point if you taking shots, you best hit your target Bitches coming at me like a flock, I feel like I'm Houston's Harden Niggas scoping the rocks on your watch, no way for you to bargain Telling the truth, I always been hot, compare these rhymes to arson Fuckin' with me, them bodies gon' drop, this nigga needs a coffin [Chorus: Shame Gang] I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you I swear to God I said a prayer for you [Verse 2: Boldy James] It's the big rigger, top-hatter Glock ladder, stick toter (Ayy) Rick Schroder, Rolls Don drop with the big motor (Double R) Wrist thugger, known for smackin' shit, I feel like Vince [?] Vibin' with a thunder thigh thicky in some hip huggers Mami know I manage, mix the [?] with the [?] I prefer the tannish but the work it come in mixed colors (Let's get it) Fifty different shades of gray, off-white, brown and beige Went from playin' with the H, now we burnin' down the stage Might go down the greatest [?], dependin' on how long I live Can't pray enough for all the wrong I done did If you like it, I love it (That's real) Said it couldn't be done but then I done it No more getting fronted Turn it up like liquor on an empty stomach Don't got 'em all, screws loose, the last man to fall Two cannons draw, that's what you call a loose cannonball Still in the fire, got my nine with the Curry Lot of niggas claim to be solid 'til it's time to be sturdy, what else? [Chorus: Shame Gang] I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you, I said a prayer for you I said a prayer for you I swear to God I said a prayer for you