Pray by Mickey Floyd Lyrics
[Intro: Mickey Floyd]
Yeah, it's the FLR
And the Wrekless
So I'm just gonna do it
Yo Jet
[Jet 2]
What's good Floyd, tell 'em
[Verse 1: Mickey Floyd]
Memoirs of a troubled man
Gotta understand, I was dealt a trouble hand
I mean, I've always had everything I've ever wanted
But it seems that my dreams are hard for me to stomach
Too much on my plate; somethin' like Phillip Drummond
My parents just told me they like who I'm becoming
They say accept the Lord then I can stop runnin'
Ask for forgiveness, receive his blessings in abundance
Don't you see how much I hurt, nigga?
Brought Candice out here, I hope you make it work, nigga
Recognize my worth, nigga
Think you the man, cause you rap and make some shirts, nigga?
Hating ass bitches.. that shit don't phase me
For the hating ass bitches saying shit on the daily
Them hating ass bitches, y'all know they crazy
Fuck 'em good, pull the friend card, that's probably why they hate me
You can never play me, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm sitting here, I'm drinking and that's how the devil creep in
My mixtape be leakin', put a song out every weekend
Fuckin' my girl to the Weeknd while your girlfriend look like the Weeknd
O.V.O., that X.O., white girls give the best blow
I ain't worried 'bout the death stroke, nigga I just need the best throat
Uhh, this ignorant shit? Is new to me
80s babies was on drugs, us 90s babies choose to be
So uhh
[Hook: Mickey Floyd]
Let us pray (repeat 4x)
[Verse 2: Jet 2]
(We good big dog)
Jet and Mickey? That's fly
Goofy little nigga, this ain't Disney
See for many years, I've been on the level ten
Before the turn-up became an official term in my city
Nigerian origin, I make her call me Chidi
Chiddy Chiddy bang bang, I don't gang bang;
No affili-ation, but you can feel it inside my blood, cause
I ain't drunk... But I got a buzz
What's up? Comin' for the cash now
We be in the glass house too ready to cash out
Class clown to cash cow, that route
I'm trying to take, I'm 'bout to pray until I pass out
I'll be at my pastors house trying to mastermind until I map it out
I loved a girl that didn't like me
Now I got a hundred girls that wanna ask me out
And I love 'em all like this...
I give 'em inspiration, little motivation, and I show them patience
Nice guys in the lead if we all were racing, I'll show you how to do this
The nerd became the coolest, I bird's eye view it
Cause I'm huge as Nine-Tails, nigga Naruto Shippuden
I be feelin' like a young king in the room when
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it
Do it!!
And I still do it, I be in the friend-zone and I still do it
Crack the friend-zone, zone (gibberish)
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it, better pray
Better pray...
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it
Yeah, it's the FLR
And the Wrekless
So I'm just gonna do it
Yo Jet
[Jet 2]
What's good Floyd, tell 'em
[Verse 1: Mickey Floyd]
Memoirs of a troubled man
Gotta understand, I was dealt a trouble hand
I mean, I've always had everything I've ever wanted
But it seems that my dreams are hard for me to stomach
Too much on my plate; somethin' like Phillip Drummond
My parents just told me they like who I'm becoming
They say accept the Lord then I can stop runnin'
Ask for forgiveness, receive his blessings in abundance
Don't you see how much I hurt, nigga?
Brought Candice out here, I hope you make it work, nigga
Recognize my worth, nigga
Think you the man, cause you rap and make some shirts, nigga?
Hating ass bitches.. that shit don't phase me
For the hating ass bitches saying shit on the daily
Them hating ass bitches, y'all know they crazy
Fuck 'em good, pull the friend card, that's probably why they hate me
You can never play me, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm sitting here, I'm drinking and that's how the devil creep in
My mixtape be leakin', put a song out every weekend
Fuckin' my girl to the Weeknd while your girlfriend look like the Weeknd
O.V.O., that X.O., white girls give the best blow
I ain't worried 'bout the death stroke, nigga I just need the best throat
Uhh, this ignorant shit? Is new to me
80s babies was on drugs, us 90s babies choose to be
So uhh
[Hook: Mickey Floyd]
Let us pray (repeat 4x)
[Verse 2: Jet 2]
(We good big dog)
Jet and Mickey? That's fly
Goofy little nigga, this ain't Disney
See for many years, I've been on the level ten
Before the turn-up became an official term in my city
Nigerian origin, I make her call me Chidi
Chiddy Chiddy bang bang, I don't gang bang;
No affili-ation, but you can feel it inside my blood, cause
I ain't drunk... But I got a buzz
What's up? Comin' for the cash now
We be in the glass house too ready to cash out
Class clown to cash cow, that route
I'm trying to take, I'm 'bout to pray until I pass out
I'll be at my pastors house trying to mastermind until I map it out
I loved a girl that didn't like me
Now I got a hundred girls that wanna ask me out
And I love 'em all like this...
I give 'em inspiration, little motivation, and I show them patience
Nice guys in the lead if we all were racing, I'll show you how to do this
The nerd became the coolest, I bird's eye view it
Cause I'm huge as Nine-Tails, nigga Naruto Shippuden
I be feelin' like a young king in the room when
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it
Do it!!
And I still do it, I be in the friend-zone and I still do it
Crack the friend-zone, zone (gibberish)
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it, better pray
Better pray...
I be in the friend-zone and I still do it