Pray About It (feat. Serious Jack)

Slid around the block and ducked an opp Now I pray about it Sold those drugs to kids did what I did Now I pray about it Snatched a chain Shot you in your brain Now I pray about it Caught your mama lackin' in the church You should pray about it Me I'm always leaving with the same gang I came with (Same gang) That lil' bitch she hang with someone different then she staying with You playing bitch (Bitch) She playing different bases Speaking different languages Hop up in the whip you know I'm racin' it (Yessir) (Damn bitch nice rack) Took her on a date, said I'll be right back Inside of the kitchen, got her bending over dishes Afterwards I'll take a picture for the fucking flight back A wise man once said carry a big stick I met a thick bitch said I carry a big dick I said "why thanks that's a mighty fine compliment" I want to spread you out on my bed like condiments Take you 'round the world spread you out like continents Call me Mr. Worldwide I got that confidence (Certified hood classic) Slid around the block and ducked an opp Now I pray about it Sold those drugs to kids did what I did Now I pray about it Snatched a chain Shot you in your brain Now I pray about it Caught your mama lackin' in the church You should pray about it Feeling like Maury with a fat ass Latina Went to my show got a sold out arena Said you ain't the daddy so you went and did the dash I went backstage Got a bag full of cash Turned that shit to Ashe just like my teacher Went outside saw you sitting in the bleachers Sunday service fit look like a preacher But I write sins not sermons that's my feature Placing in first know I'm spitting this verse And I'm going so hard you would think that I'm cursed I be yelling these words so damn fast like an exorcist F*ck up your mental you might need a therapist Bitch on my phone Got a bitch in the back Got a bitch stay home And a bitch on my lap and I don't ever lack cuz I'm ready and steady like Mac (Mac Dre) Like Dre in "The Chronic" im smoking Loud packs I lowkey got problems with trust so Stay back My lifestyle addicting to bitches Like crack They like staying 'round cuz I run up A sack I been a young savage and that is A fact Yeah it go like that I could take her flower like a fucking Lilac I could slow it down when the song climax cuz I am always on the right track I am standing on a light stack How much is it, glad you might ask In the past I ain't have nothing to do but now I got something to prove I'm hoping when looking your way you never look Back at me