Pray Everyday (Survivor’s Guilt) lyrics

by

Wale


[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam

[Verse 1]
Hold my black nina in the sky, shoot it high
Maybe hit an angel, watch it fall down, fam
Free the whole posse, free the guys
All my life, been addicted to the pus*y that's my vice, yeah
Drinkin' drinkin' drinkin' all my problems
I don't need nobody, I just need my bottle that's for certain, now
Put the pus*y on the pedestal
I don't got no industry friends, 'cause I'm rude
So I told myself

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
[Verse 2]
Momma pray everyday, head straight, mmhm
Kept my head right, round my whole state, uh-huh
You know you gon' have to keep a bad b*tch, uh-huh
You know that the younger n*ggas look at you, uh-huh
Ride with a n*gga, yeah they feel you, ooh-hoo
Cactus for my Citroën, know I had to
But the music business think that you gon' take out Chance n*gga, uh-huh
Pass Kanye, and be the man, cool, uh-huh
DC, yeah you know they f*cking proud of you
Wilding out, shout out Luciano, yeah we're flying now
Out this muhf*cka, prolly be up in the White House
White b*tch, talking 'bout she love her n*ggas blacked out
From the north, plug be in the south
Went to Penthouse suite from sleeping up on momma couch on momma house
And momma gave him momma slave and now her son is getting paid
And papa was a rolling stone, now her son on Rolling Stone
And all I said was sh*t, look

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons 'way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace n*gga
Keep the haters, keep the demons, keep the haters
Keep 'em, keep 'em
[Outro]
Lord, I pray for wealth and power over all these motherf*ckers
For the DMV to reign for many moons
f*ck these rappers. f*ck these labels
f*ck these b*tches. f*ck these b*tches, you hear me
They killed my n*gga and I pray for revenge
Control me and use me the way you would allow me to
Amen
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