Pray for Me Remix by Ekow Lyrics
Man I got it
Ain't no one slipping we in the pocket
Coming with that business you better be here to talk it
What's the topic
Cause I don't wanna open the texts
Told the protect
When I show up better know that he's next
Now who the best
Roll in the section just need the addy
Pull up with my single we bumping in the caddy
I been young too long my brain finna bust
Out my head I'm just waiting for that plane or a bus
Trained to combust all these rappers really gon'
Complain bout that heat like we ain't in the tuc
Staying with the bucks rolling with them trees for the green like we'll get it entertainment or bust
Break the sum I'm taking some
Got my hands all clapped together like I pray this comes
I got platinum visions that will not take too long
Y'all just talking to the track but I got racers on
Then these people look at me man what do you think
Just cause you rapping really think you doo doo stank...nah
I'm just a dude with a hand up on his belt
Young E mobile got my brand up with his cell
But these people only happy when I tamper with the pictures
Wounds I could've been rapping with some bandages and stitches
But my hands are for the business
Handle till its finished
Talking sticks and stones when they got grams up in they kidneys
Homie, stop...stop stop
To the table what you brought...brought brought
Just little bit of brocolli and bacon with a pot full of that gravy
'Bout to knock socks off
Yea you know this homie rock..but I could bolder
Looking at my class while they were bumping they shoulders
I was sitting out alone back where no one would notice
Use chill in that peripheral but soon they'll be focused
I'm taking friends...Invader Zim
Man I coming out that Apple like I'm made of Timbs
Rappers always want that paper like it pay for sins
Now it's Ekow what a product they done made of him
Ain't no one slipping we in the pocket
Coming with that business you better be here to talk it
What's the topic
Cause I don't wanna open the texts
Told the protect
When I show up better know that he's next
Now who the best
Roll in the section just need the addy
Pull up with my single we bumping in the caddy
I been young too long my brain finna bust
Out my head I'm just waiting for that plane or a bus
Trained to combust all these rappers really gon'
Complain bout that heat like we ain't in the tuc
Staying with the bucks rolling with them trees for the green like we'll get it entertainment or bust
Break the sum I'm taking some
Got my hands all clapped together like I pray this comes
I got platinum visions that will not take too long
Y'all just talking to the track but I got racers on
Then these people look at me man what do you think
Just cause you rapping really think you doo doo stank...nah
I'm just a dude with a hand up on his belt
Young E mobile got my brand up with his cell
But these people only happy when I tamper with the pictures
Wounds I could've been rapping with some bandages and stitches
But my hands are for the business
Handle till its finished
Talking sticks and stones when they got grams up in they kidneys
Homie, stop...stop stop
To the table what you brought...brought brought
Just little bit of brocolli and bacon with a pot full of that gravy
'Bout to knock socks off
Yea you know this homie rock..but I could bolder
Looking at my class while they were bumping they shoulders
I was sitting out alone back where no one would notice
Use chill in that peripheral but soon they'll be focused
I'm taking friends...Invader Zim
Man I coming out that Apple like I'm made of Timbs
Rappers always want that paper like it pay for sins
Now it's Ekow what a product they done made of him