[Verse 1]
Prayers for the customers
Tryna sympathize with how they here but outta touch with us
Playing benefit of the doubt came with your heritage
'cause you ain't live through it if one of them ain't your relative
Level out the playing field, say it's field of dreams
And sleeping will walk you through it to a space where you believe
That everything you're pursue is in the sake of who you be
And giving me to you is only breaking you and me
And stages of denial called, chiming in was parallel
When you get on your high horse I carry the carousel
Blood thicker than water but runs no different
Money comes and money goes and then the love goes with it
Drinking Villon to keep from turning into a villain
I started to turn into Saint after they stripped all the digits
My realign was drawn to rekindle the feeling
Life imitating art, I had to kill off the vision, like here we go
[Chorus]
It go prayers for the customers
Holy water spritzing in the air when you done with us
And when you done with us
Don't run around like you was never one of us, please
It go prayers for the customers
Holy water spritzing in the air when you done with us
And when you done with us
Don't run around like you was never one of us, please
[Verse 2]
Support your local bodega
The chopped went organic at the panic of the neighbors
Ain't nobody ever smiled handing over wagers
The choir is beretta, the Veneta is Bottega
While I'm built where every bombed village is my hometown
Cleaning up debris and telling y'all to put your phones down
Living in a Carter inspired by what a Carter said
Lost money on bail bondsmen as well as architects
As well as knowing ain’t no change in the motto
You can't pull over, pissing in a Gatorade bottle
A Stanfield quota is all they demonstrated to follow
The camp get lower, Luchini write your name on a hollow
Like “this is it, what, Luchini pouring out the sky, let it drip, what”
At your service, no surprise, “fuck you been son?”
And the world is a ghetto
Parading herself as a cover girl in stilettos, here we go
[Bridge]
It might be best to keep patient for the runners that keep chasing
Marathons turn into sprints and then we adjacent
From free labor to free breakfast to free basing
The 80's spin the block, believe they'll need a Reagan
Might be best to send a couple, send a couple prayers for the customers
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