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