Pray 4 Dem (Father Pt. 2) lyrics

[Intro]
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there?)
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas be cappin' on the net, they never outside (Outside)
When I hit the city, all these pus*y n*ggas tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Talkin' like you gangster get you kidnapped and hogtied (Bah, bah, bah-bah)
He talkin' big that Draco make a n*gga downsize (Grrrr)
Invest up, my check up, b*tch, you wanna do me somethin'?
We got big clips, can't tip sh*t, who the f*ck I'm runnin' from?
That boy deserved to die, he went out bad, he was clutchin' on his guns
Osama out his buttons, my lil' potna, who the f*ck gon' tell him somethin'? (Boom, boom, boom)
Murder in my eyes and n*ggas bleed every time I drop a tear (Boom, boom)
Put a thousand n*ggas in front of me, you can't pick one out I fear (Boom, boom)
Catch you in that rack, might do you bad like I ain't have a deal
Two million dollar bond, I drop that sh*t like, "Yoshi outta here!" (Grr, bah, bah, bah)

[Chorus]
Lord, You better pray for these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these n*ggas (Grr)
Lord, You better pray for these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these n*ggas (Grr)
[Verse 2]
You know I twist a n*gga body up
Cut 'em like a cold cut
When I'm in the city, pus*y n*gga, put your soul up (b*tch)
You know I'm 'bout that murder sh*t, you better pick your nuts up
Easy screamin' blood, I'm reppin' murder throwin' 4's up (Bah, bah)
n*gga better stay in line, I turn you to a hashtag (Grrrah)
Dissin' on the 'Gram, up in his feelings, oh, he mad mad (Ha)
I don't wanna talk about it, see me there then leave me there
I just got the drop, twenty on my CashApp if you beat me there (What?)

[Chorus]
Lord, You better pray for these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these n*ggas (Grr)
Lord, You better pray for these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Lord, You better stay with these n*ggas (Oh, oh)
Forever up, I put my faith in this pistol (Bah, bah)
I been lurkin' all day for these n*ggas (Grr)

[Outro]
Father, Father, Father, Father, ooh-ooh
I don't mean to be a bother
Hey, but right now the times are gettin' harder
Hey, right now the times are gettin' harder
Father, Father, Father, Father, ooh-ooh
I don't mean to be a bother
Hey, but right now the times are gettin' harder
Hey, right now the times are gettin' harder