Pray 2 God Bonus Track by Wonder the Boy Lyrics
[Hook]
This just a private thing
Fly as hell like I'm piloting
You mad we ain't invite you in?
This that flow no-one's rivaling
She looking for a life of sin
But all these hoes just stay trifling
Pop another Vicodin
Girl, I ain't talk to your friend, I swear to God
Free my brothers stuck in the pen, I pray to God
Turn these lyrics into an M, I pray to God
[Verse]
No problems, we run from that shit
Put the pain into winning, the fun's in the risk
Snakes in the garden, I had to switch cribs
Begging your pardon, it's just how we live
And I was doing this shit as a kid
Can't believe I never slipped
High as a kite with some chick
Young and naive in the biz
I was just tryna stay in the mix, yeah yeah
No reward without risk, yeah yeah
I can't be chasing no bitch
You know I stay with my clique
(That's all you know)
We don't know nothing 'bout shit
(Don't talk to us)
She say she think I'll be rich
(Like I don't know)
[Hook]
This just a private thing
Fly as hell like I'm piloting
You mad we ain't invite you in?
This that flow no-one's rivaling
She looking for a life of sin
But all these hoes just stay trifling
Pop another Vicodin
Girl, I ain't talk to your friend, I swear to God
Free my brothers stuck in the pen, I pray to God
Turn these lyrics into an M, I pray to God
This just a private thing
Fly as hell like I'm piloting
You mad we ain't invite you in?
This that flow no-one's rivaling
She looking for a life of sin
But all these hoes just stay trifling
Pop another Vicodin
Girl, I ain't talk to your friend, I swear to God
Free my brothers stuck in the pen, I pray to God
Turn these lyrics into an M, I pray to God
[Verse]
No problems, we run from that shit
Put the pain into winning, the fun's in the risk
Snakes in the garden, I had to switch cribs
Begging your pardon, it's just how we live
And I was doing this shit as a kid
Can't believe I never slipped
High as a kite with some chick
Young and naive in the biz
I was just tryna stay in the mix, yeah yeah
No reward without risk, yeah yeah
I can't be chasing no bitch
You know I stay with my clique
(That's all you know)
We don't know nothing 'bout shit
(Don't talk to us)
She say she think I'll be rich
(Like I don't know)
[Hook]
This just a private thing
Fly as hell like I'm piloting
You mad we ain't invite you in?
This that flow no-one's rivaling
She looking for a life of sin
But all these hoes just stay trifling
Pop another Vicodin
Girl, I ain't talk to your friend, I swear to God
Free my brothers stuck in the pen, I pray to God
Turn these lyrics into an M, I pray to God