pray4me lyrics
by Tommy Ice
[Intro: sewerperson]
Previously on Ready to Die
You can't be living both our lives
Baby girl, I handle mine
You would think I crashed my bike right now
The way I got my wrists on ice
That's all because my heart on ice
And buying sh*t don't do me right
'Cause I would blow it all in this b*tch any day if I could buy us a bit more time (JabariOnTheBeat)
[Verse 1: sewerperson]
Oh, it is not safe late night
Uh, girl, you know the hills have eyes
Ion know who you thought I was back then
But honestly, I'm not that guy
Worried me sick, she would shake my core
That is one game I will not play no more
After the show or when I pray to the man
That's the only time you ever see me clasp hands
Okay, okay
I know you could feel the energy with us here right now
Reach up to the-
Reach up to the sky with me here right now
(Where were you when I cried?)
(Since that day, I stick to dry eyes)
[Chorus: sewerperson]
I know I drank too much, yeah
I know I smoked too much, yeah
But I am just tryna talk, yeah
I am not tryna f*ck you
Girl, sit back, get comfortable
Tell me what he couldn't do
I know you got some evil tendencies
But I see the good in you
Suddenly he ghosting you
She like "That's some sh*t that men'll do"
But you venting to a man about it
How am I supposed to comfort you?
But push just come to shove with you, yeah
My body complicated, still I save it so it just for you
[Verse 2: Tommy Ice]
VV's on blank so it's f*ck what they telling me
I did a drop, got away with a felony
Wasn't gon' hit it, the pus*y just fell to me
That's my lil' homie, that's how that sh*t felt to me
That sh*t was right, now you tryna f*ck with my life
But I was protected, I ain't tryna get infected
I wrap it up and then give you a present
Talking my sh*t, I was born with a gift
Onto the next when I'm bored of the b*tch
Molly my water like Sosa
Ride for my gang, I'm a soldier
I'm in this b*tch with baguettes
Tell me your name again, I won't forget
Tell me how you really feel, tell me I been in the field
Feel like a minute, smoking on spinach
VV's can't go to the dentist
I'm a Rodman around like I'm Dennis
Go back and forth like it's tennis
sh*t I said to you, I do not regret it
Maybe I should, maybe I would
But I don't feel empathy at all
I don't feel empathy at all
[Chorus: sewerperson]
I know I drank too much, yeah
I know I smoked too much, yeah
But I am just tryna talk, yeah
I am not tryna f*ck you
Girl, sit back, get comfortable
Tell me what he couldn't do
I know you got some evil tendencies
But I see the good in you
Suddenly he ghosting you
She like "That's some sh*t that men'll do"
But you venting to a man about it
How am I supposed to comfort you?
But push just come to shove with you, yeah
My body complicated, still I save it so it just for you