Prayers

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]

Real niggas don't argue

Rich niggas 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 ass

Had to make sacrifices just to see my people rich

Lil nigga got some killers with me

I'm G'd up, I'm on my own dick

Nigga rich, that's a cold kit

She fucked your dog, that's a cold bitch

In the game like EA

Diamonds lemonade, no Minute Maid

Don't want to hear that you fuck with me now

Cause you ain't fuck with me when I was fucked up

Fucked around and ran my bucks up

Yeah my baby mama 'nem lucked up

God bless 'em nigga, amen

I got white neighbors where I stay man

I can see the money clear now

Spent a couple thou on some Ray Bans

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]

Real niggas don't argue

Rich niggas 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 nigga

Guess god answered your prayers

You fucked up and hit a lick nigga

God answered your prayers

You in this rap shit and you a street nigga

God answered your prayers

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]

Stayed down 'til I came up

Watched a fuck nigga change up

We all thuggin', can't blame us

Don't need pussy niggas, they shame us

Guess [?] got all gangster

Once a nigga got famous

Don't get the shit 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 niggas with me

Ready to kill, how could you blame 'em?

Playin' with me and you still breathing

Well god answered your prayers

Know the game got layers

Fuck your bitch, that's a layup

Never catch a nigga later

Nigga better get his weight up

Play with me ain't safe bruh

Get your grandmammy's shit sprayed up

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]

Real niggas don't argue

Rich niggas 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 nigga

Guess god answered your prayers

You fucked up and hit a lick nigga

God answered your prayers

You in this rap shit and you a street nigga

God answered your prayers