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white paris - pray too. كلمات أغنية

[intro: sample]
(oh god, you, i can die if you weren’t made to)
(just pray to god)
(higher… higher… higher… higher…)

i can’t delete my post, it was so true
i got racks and my b_tch off of pro tools
she’s taking addie while eating in n0bu
i can’t love the girls—they’re showing praise too

[verse 1]
i got soul ties when i’m inside you
and you hate when i’m singing at my tone
and i hate what i did for the past you
my b_tch is a glass—i forgot she was fragile
but we’re cool ’cause that’s in the past, bro
and i’d love if we moved when the gas goes
i know saints that done died in a castle
i know godly guys moving like castro

and i’m getting real snotty, it’s hot in here
and my dogs love to hate, but i’m hard to hear
half of the people i know are real thotty
they switch up personas when they get a body
like b_tches i hit, they just f_ck for the hobby
and it’s cool what you did—i’m not sorry
and i hope that my god knows i’m sorry
but who do i pray to, when she is on me?
[verse 2]
for you, i’ma make it
for you, i’ma take it
who the f_ck wanna talk when i’m famous?
me and gang tryna move out the safe sh_t
who i did, man, you know it’s the same b_tch
me and oh_kay gon’ blow up the bas_m_nt
tryna move out the couch, getting stains in
we don’t need so much money, just all the years
and you know when you talk, girl, i’m all ears
this the vision i had, it was crystal clear
she don’t want no carbone—it’s the summer here
mama said it’s time to get off my ass now

turn my back and you’re in the past now
and it’s hard to sit through all this class now
so i gotta pop out with no mask now
so who do i pray to when this sh_t out?

[verse 3 / outro]
(you, i can die if you weren’t made to)
(just pray to god)
(higher… higher… higher… higher…)
i was kicked out the house
had no food in my mouth
we was raised in the south
so we know to get down
hold up, man—f_ck you, why did you go out?
you used to let me in when i was down
now i’m on the ranch getting cash stuffed in cows
and this sh_t was about you—it was never myself
(you, i can die if you weren’t made to)
(just pray to god)
(higher… higher… higher… higher…)

- white paris

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