Pray 2 The Dope (Explicit)
Maxo Kream"Pray 2 The Dope (Explicit)" is a song by Maxo Kream, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:22 long and contains 111 lines and 646 words.
Lyrics
0:10DA got that d**e
0:11Got that d**e
0:12Got that d**e
0:14DA got that d**e
0:16My choppa got the scope hey
0:18I'm working mixing coke hey
0:19I put my faith in God
0:21But now I'm losing hope
0:22So I'ma pray to that d**e
0:24Put my faith in my work
0:26I thank the Lord for my blessin'
0:27Lord knows it could be worse
0:29I got some n***as in the pen
0:31I got some n***as on the shirt
0:33Lord knows I been stressin'
0:34I'm just tryna make it work
0:36Stretchin' mollies cutting percs
0:38I'm just workin' with my work
0:39Father God I been losing faith
0:41Every day it hurts
0:43Before I pray at the church
0:45I put my faith in my work
0:46I hit my plug for the work
0:48He said he dry it really hurt
0:50Ain't got no w**d got no perc
0:52Ain't got no lean got no syrup
0:53I'm like d**n golly
0:55I can't even serve a quarter
0:57Told my patients keep their patience
0:58Right now my trap outta order
1:00All my smokers need they w**d
1:02All my snorters need they yola
1:03All the crackheads gettin' grouchy
1:05All the shermheads want they water
1:07I had a job at Panera Bread
1:09I took that work to work
1:10I was sellin' n***as bagels
1:12I was sellin' n***as percs
1:14I quit my job had to juug and rob
1:16Pray to God but it ain't work
1:18I tried to work but it ain't work
1:19So I'm workin' with that work
1:21Sleepin' on the floor
1:22And started kicking doors
1:24I ain't had nowhere to go
1:26No food or clothes
1:28Pray to God but nobody knows
1:31Hey get the plug on the phone
1:35He got the d**e
1:36DA got the d**e hey
1:38My choppa got the scope hey
1:40I'm working mixing coke hey
1:42I put my faith in God but now
1:44I'm losing hope
1:45So I'ma pray to that d**e
1:46Put my faith in my work
1:48I thank the lord for my blessin'
1:50Lord knows it could be worse
1:52I got some n***as in the pen
1:53I got some n***as on the shirt
1:55Lord knows I been stressin'
1:57I'm just tryna make it work
1:58Stretchin' mollies cutting percs
2:00I'm just workin' with my work
2:02DA think they got a case
2:03But I'ma make 'em work
2:05F**k the DA f**k the state
2:07F**k the judge and County clerk
2:09Had to get it out the mud
2:10Mix the water with the dirt
2:12I'm not a middleman or plug
2:14I got water I got percs
2:15I got molly I got syrup
2:17I got rounds I got pounds
2:19From the ghetto to the bird
2:21Ship them pounds to your town
2:22I can send 'em on a plane
2:24I can send 'em on the 'hound
2:26Before I ship 'em off I pray
2:27I got faith they touchin' down
2:29It's a struggle to survive
2:31We out here dodging them peoples
2:33Pops locked back up in County
2:34He was swipin' them visas
2:36Southwest Alief grew up
2:38Struggled with my sister three brothers
2:39We shared our shoes and shared the room
2:41We slept on floors and shared covers
2:43I used to dream I made the league
2:45And called plays in the huddle
2:46But reality for me was heinous things
2:49Servin' cluckers
2:50Mama told me keep my faith
2:51But now I'm losin' hope
2:53So I'ma pray to the d**e
2:55Put my faith in the work
2:59DA got the d**e hey
3:00My choppa got the scope hey
3:02I'm working mixing coke hey
3:03I put my faith in God but now
3:06I'm losing hope
3:07So I'ma pray to that d**e
3:09Put my faith in my work
3:10I thank the Lord for my blessin'
3:12Lord knows it could be worse
3:14I got some n***as in the pen
3:15I got some n***as on the shirt
3:17Lord knows I been stressin'
3:19I'm just tryna make it work
3:21Stretchin' mollies cutting percs
3:22I'm just workin' with my work
DA got that d**e Got that d**e Got that d**e DA got that d**e My choppa got the scope hey I'm working mixing coke hey I put my faith in God But now I'm losing hope So I'ma pray to that d**e Put my faith in my work I thank the Lord for my blessin' Lord knows it could be worse I got some n***as in the pen I got some n***as on the shirt Lord knows I been stressin' I'm just tryna make it work Stretchin' mollies cutting percs I'm just workin' with my work Father God I been losing faith Every day it hurts Before I pray at the church I put my faith in my work I hit my plug for the work He said he dry it really hurt Ain't got no w**d got no perc Ain't got no lean got no syrup I'm like d**n golly I can't even serve a quarter Told my patients keep their patience Right now my trap outta order All my smokers need they w**d All my snorters need they yola All the crackheads gettin' grouchy All the shermheads want they water I had a job at Panera Bread I took that work to work I was sellin' n***as bagels I was sellin' n***as percs I quit my job had to juug and rob Pray to God but it ain't work I tried to work but it ain't work So I'm workin' with that work Sleepin' on the floor And started kicking doors I ain't had nowhere to go No food or clothes Pray to God but nobody knows Hey get the plug on the phone He got the d**e DA got the d**e hey My choppa got the scope hey I'm working mixing coke hey I put my faith in God but now I'm losing hope So I'ma pray to that d**e Put my faith in my work I thank the lord for my blessin' Lord knows it could be worse I got some n***as in the pen I got some n***as on the shirt Lord knows I been stressin' I'm just tryna make it work Stretchin' mollies cutting percs I'm just workin' with my work DA think they got a case But I'ma make 'em work F**k the DA f**k the state F**k the judge and County clerk Had to get it out the mud Mix the water with the dirt I'm not a middleman or plug I got water I got percs I got molly I got syrup I got rounds I got pounds From the ghetto to the bird Ship them pounds to your town I can send 'em on a plane I can send 'em on the 'hound Before I ship 'em off I pray I got faith they touchin' down It's a struggle to survive We out here dodging them peoples Pops locked back up in County He was swipin' them visas Southwest Alief grew up Struggled with my sister three brothers We shared our shoes and shared the room We slept on floors and shared covers I used to dream I made the league And called plays in the huddle But reality for me was heinous things Servin' cluckers Mama told me keep my faith But now I'm losin' hope So I'ma pray to the d**e Put my faith in the work DA got the d**e hey My choppa got the scope hey I'm working mixing coke hey I put my faith in God but now I'm losing hope So I'ma pray to that d**e Put my faith in my work I thank the Lord for my blessin' Lord knows it could be worse I got some n***as in the pen I got some n***as on the shirt Lord knows I been stressin' I'm just tryna make it work Stretchin' mollies cutting percs I'm just workin' with my work
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