Prayers

[Verse 1: Trey Songz] I've been prayin' for some better days I've been drinkin' all this liquor too Every nigga tryna make a wave I be prayin' for my niggas too I'm a satan in the Maserati I've been waitin' like I'm in the lobby I've been prayin' for the wife type But Lord knows I've be catchin' bodies I've been prayin', I'ma make it up I've been sayin' I don't pray enough Just came home with a straight mil But I've been sayin' they don't pay enough I've been prayin' only women Lord forgive me, I'm a lost soul I've been spendin' all my riches Do it all for the bankroll [Chorus: Trey Songz] I've been prayin' I'm forgivin' Treat the main like a mistress Locked in my own prison Can't see my own vision Tryna find me like Like a nigga gon' miss a straight trip You see my grandma used to tell me "Boy say your prayers 'fore you lay" Make sure You see my grandma used to tell me "Boy say your prayers 'fore you lay" I be prayin', I be prayin', when I see the police now, when I see the police I be prayin', I be prayin', that they never gun me down, that they never kill me If I die before I wake Lord I'm gon' be straight Prayin' that I see another day Thank God I done seen another day [Verse 2: Chisanity] 2Pac nigga, prayin' for me, better days Two shots for a nigga, seen him just the other day Mama prayin' that she keep my life insurance paid Pussy niggas, they hit you any time of day I'm just livin', Lord forgive me Benz tinted, now I'm winnin' I've been prayin', I've been prayin' for a i8 Gotta get my money straight Nigga get your mind straight, ya gotta get your mind straight It all come a time and place But I'm sick and tired of waitin' Man that shit's so aggravatin' I wanna ball, wanna ball Wanna shine today Wanna hustle 'fore the sun down Lord knows 'cause it's midnight You gotta hustle, get it on your own Now that's somethin' to pray about [Verse 3: J.R.] Every time we lose a nigga, we get T-shirts And I just got some more clothes Dirty, it's a cold game And we handin' out these wardrobes Ever had to look your nigga dead in his eyes? Too much blood, you can see the death in his eyes One last hug, voices screamin', "Leave it to God" But fuck that bullshit you Shareem, you just a bitch or you ridin Pray for me It's been one hell of a weekend We screwed on the red eyes, it feel like we cheatin' Red dot, red dot Now them boys look Indonesian Only thing I'm thinkin' 'bout, my partner prayin' that I squeeze it Nigga told me grab a strap, put my feelings in a trunk Blood told me he want blood and I'ma give him what he want Ay, visions of the box Guess I'm cool with that, yeah I promised his mama I'ma get them niggas back Should the killers Convicts, and drug dealers all just forget about Heaven? What about the bad guy? Beggin' for a blessin', I pray [Chorus: Trey Songz] I've been prayin' I'm forgivin' Treat the man like a mistress Locked in my own prison Can't see my own vision Tryna find me like Like a nigga gon' miss a straight trip You see my grandma used to tell me "Boy say your prayers 'fore you lay" Make sure You see my grandma used to tell me "Boy say your prayers 'fore you lay" I be prayin', I be prayin', when I see the police now, when I see the police I be prayin', I be prayin', that they never gun me down, that they never kill me If I die before I wake Lord I'm gon' be straight Prayin' that I see another day Thank God I done seen another day