I Pray for My Enemies lyrics

by

Gucci Mane


[Intro]
Our Father, which art in Heaven
Real street n*ggas appreciate every blessin'
Give us this day, our daily bread
One time for all the homies in the feds
Forgive those that hate
For did they not know they sick with a disease
Yeah
(Zaytoven)
It's Dolph (That boy Cassius)

[Chorus]
I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh)
Bougie b*tch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind)
I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby)
I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Trap n*gga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, get 'em

[Verse 1]
I just left the trap (Trap), pulled up at her house (Skrrt)
Now she in my lap (Woo), no panties under blouse (Woah)
She said hold up, she want me to watch her make it clap (Clap)
She used to have a n*gga, she met me and put him out (It's Dolph)
You see a real trap n*gga, b*tch, point him out
I saw my first hundred pounds of weed and said, "Wow" (Wow)
A hundred mil' in ten years? Naw, I'm thinkin' right now
The last three years, man, my dog been on the run (Damn)
My lil' n*gga right here with me, he just made bond (Ayy)
She used to hold my bomb (My sack)
Yeah, she my day one (Yeah)
And she f*ck me good ever since day one (Hey)
[Chorus]
I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh)
Bougie b*tch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind)
I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby)
I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Trap n*gga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[Verse 2]
I pray for my opps (Opps), my diamonds hopscotch (Jumpin')
I feel like I'm in the movie Belly and I'm Ox (Ox)
Just pulled up at the spot (What?), like look what I just got (Hey)
Might wake up in the morning, go buy my young n*gga a drop (It's Dolph)
R.I.P. J Money, free all my n*ggas on lock (Yeah)
They tried to do me like they did Kennedy (Damn)
I ain't mad at you, I pray for my enemies (I ain't mad at you)
I learned how to weigh up dope takin' chemistry (Hey, hey)
2017, Dolph made history (It's Dolph)
All this f*ckin' swag on me came from Italy (It's Dolph)
I been doin' this sh*t, y'all n*ggas remember me (Woo, hah, hey)
[Chorus]
I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh)
Bougie b*tch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind)
I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah)
Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby)
I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Real n*gga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh)
Trap n*gga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah)
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