Pray for My Soul

As you age The rest of your life Is about Giving a f*ck about shit That maybe you don't care about Guess what I like to think That I don't give a f*ck about what people think Let me tell you all the times That I was carrying myself that way And I was wrong Yo I don't give a f*ck about what people think That's dope Joe What's your credit score Uh That's dope Joe What day you see the judge Uh I could just give you Like a million different instances As your just growing up And living life That you have to care Bout what someone else says This is a Gang Rocker I built a way They tried to out me That's what the sinister do Top down In the winter Wishful thinking is true Should stick to the script But I'm all out of glue Gotta drive and improvise All of a sudden They wanna be winning with you Naw Y'all ain't see the vision From the baby steps Hunger got me ready for them M’s Had to meal prep Nigga here's a real test Yeah without a care in this cold world Spitting all this fire Got me paid Need a heat check Could double up the reps They couldn't flex Like we flex On the up They want the fall Praying for missteps But what's next As I Hurdle every obstacle The ones I love most Said you the only thing That's stopping you Look at what you've done to me Life teaches All these leaches Sucked the love from me Getting paid for dope lines Like it's drug money Heart and soul Every flow What else you want from me This ain't the way for me Made it out thankfully Never be the same Cause the damage took hold Nowhere is safe for me Can feel all this hate for me See nothing but enemies Wherever I go Don't nobody ever wanna die young Can almost guarantee it Here where I'm from So somebody pray for me Somebody pray for me Somebody pray for me Can I ask somebody please To pray for my soul My soul Somebody pray for my soul Soul Somebody pray for my soul I done kept it real But it seem to be a cost Always been one hundred Why you asking true or false The sauce in my genes It won't come out in the wash Refuse to take a loss To these nightmares in the dark I can't stop this hustle Yeah this money what I need Ball out on a broad With this cash I oversees The doja got me floating Liquor bring me up to speed On point behind these glasses Watching for my enemies Faded in the section Scope the spot I'm paranoid Never dressing loud But I'm making all the noise Up the price Don't talk to me Just take it up Roy She happily a bounce that ass I tell her jump for joy Niggas talking crazy We see em When we see em Calling in daily Like a nigga work per diem They told me Ima get it Had to realize that it's facts The Rockers Do it proper Time to turn up to the max This ain't the way for me Made it out thankfully Never be the same Cause the damage took hold Nowhere is safe for me Can feel all this hate for me See nothing but enemies Wherever I go Don't nobody ever wanna die young Can almost guarantee it Here where I'm from So somebody pray for me Somebody pray for me Somebody pray for me Can I ask somebody please To pray for my soul My soul Somebody pray for my soul Soul Somebody pray for my soul