Praying For Me by Shaft Lyrics
Maybe if I die I’ll turn into a goat
Show me how
[Hook]
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
[Verse 1]
Like vodka and orgy, some hard from the start
This ain’t a flow, this a walk in the park
And her pussy stay dripping my dick Noah’s Ark
And I say what I want I don’t need your remarks
Look at my armory, you are not harming me
I got the harmonies to get apologies
From every hater that was ever doubting me
Now you be rapping along, that is irony
Anger issues, I’m better off dead
Blacking out, I can only see red
Mingle of mine is to bash in your head
But I don’t wanna get blood on my Nike Cortes
Miss a negative, you see I’m tourist
I’m still on my shit you can tell from the chorus
My direct deposit just hit my pockets
How can I fall off, I ain’t even started
Call up Lil Baby and tell him it’s my turn
I’m here to watch this whole world burn
You going out every night
Just to fuck on a thot for any boy but a bookworm
All my lessons are live and learned
Although I do so, but concered
For all these Hype Beast white kids
Out here tryna go and get a mother fucking perm
All my shit natural curly
Now all of y’all wanna copy
Y’all made fun of me when the Migos said
“Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh Versace”
She said she want this and this
I said “Baby not on this payroll”
Now she calling my immature
I said “Bitch you can step on a Lego”
[Hook]
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
[Verse 2]
Hey, enough of the jokes
I never said that I was a G.O.A.T
But looking around you should already know
There you go assuming again I’m just saying I’m dope
Fucking this beat, it should go on the Hub
If you know then you know then you know I’m a scrub
Who’s just having fun with my dick in my palm
Jerking off the King Kong playing ping pong in a pink thong
Oh here we go again
They say they don’t like my lyrics
They say I’m too provocative
Well shit I guess I don’t hear it
Now here comes all of the people
Who keep thinking I’m serious
Nah nah nah it’s plain simple
All of y’all just some idiots
I did all of that just for a playback
Do you like me or do you miss the old Shaft?
I need my views and my money that’s A.S.A.P
You still talking shit what the fuck you want? An autograph?
Bitch I’ve been laced up and ready
Body bags coming in, man this shit hefty
Can’t love a hoe this ain’t Forrest and Jenny
And where I am from they sell Nat King and Betty
She playing games think of my song No Caliber
When you gonna learn you ain’t fucking with no amateur?
I’m a shimmy on ‘em I’ma do ‘em like Aminé
When I give her dick she gonna hit the instant replay
Ooh
Yeah, man this time been such a bar
I could easily go and fuck a whore
I could take her out right now
And pay for it with my Wecsco rewards
Show me how
[Hook]
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
[Verse 1]
Like vodka and orgy, some hard from the start
This ain’t a flow, this a walk in the park
And her pussy stay dripping my dick Noah’s Ark
And I say what I want I don’t need your remarks
Look at my armory, you are not harming me
I got the harmonies to get apologies
From every hater that was ever doubting me
Now you be rapping along, that is irony
Anger issues, I’m better off dead
Blacking out, I can only see red
Mingle of mine is to bash in your head
But I don’t wanna get blood on my Nike Cortes
Miss a negative, you see I’m tourist
I’m still on my shit you can tell from the chorus
My direct deposit just hit my pockets
How can I fall off, I ain’t even started
Call up Lil Baby and tell him it’s my turn
I’m here to watch this whole world burn
You going out every night
Just to fuck on a thot for any boy but a bookworm
All my lessons are live and learned
Although I do so, but concered
For all these Hype Beast white kids
Out here tryna go and get a mother fucking perm
All my shit natural curly
Now all of y’all wanna copy
Y’all made fun of me when the Migos said
“Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh Versace”
She said she want this and this
I said “Baby not on this payroll”
Now she calling my immature
I said “Bitch you can step on a Lego”
[Hook]
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
They said they’re praying for me
And I’m like “who the fuck to?”
Now they calling me cocky
And my response is “who are you?”
This man talking ‘bout shooting
And I’m like “oh you wanna hoop?”
He said “nah I wanna fight”
Well shit pull up to the booth
[Verse 2]
Hey, enough of the jokes
I never said that I was a G.O.A.T
But looking around you should already know
There you go assuming again I’m just saying I’m dope
Fucking this beat, it should go on the Hub
If you know then you know then you know I’m a scrub
Who’s just having fun with my dick in my palm
Jerking off the King Kong playing ping pong in a pink thong
Oh here we go again
They say they don’t like my lyrics
They say I’m too provocative
Well shit I guess I don’t hear it
Now here comes all of the people
Who keep thinking I’m serious
Nah nah nah it’s plain simple
All of y’all just some idiots
I did all of that just for a playback
Do you like me or do you miss the old Shaft?
I need my views and my money that’s A.S.A.P
You still talking shit what the fuck you want? An autograph?
Bitch I’ve been laced up and ready
Body bags coming in, man this shit hefty
Can’t love a hoe this ain’t Forrest and Jenny
And where I am from they sell Nat King and Betty
She playing games think of my song No Caliber
When you gonna learn you ain’t fucking with no amateur?
I’m a shimmy on ‘em I’ma do ‘em like Aminé
When I give her dick she gonna hit the instant replay
Ooh
Yeah, man this time been such a bar
I could easily go and fuck a whore
I could take her out right now
And pay for it with my Wecsco rewards