Yo Gotti — Wanna Pray ryrics
Tuesday night, I was raid up in the bed
Tired as herr, I'm hearing voices in my head
Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door)
Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that shit no mo'
Cocked my nine
I went to peekin' out the brinds
Thought it was fine
But at a unexpected time
The doe (door) frew in, I got a two-story home
Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on
Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut
Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck
Hit 'em again
One in the neck, one in the chin
Then carred the Raw and said I did they ass in
[Hook:]
OK, you wanna pray
You say you know where I stay?
Werr, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
You bitch you
OK, you wanna pray
You say you know where I stay?
Werr, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
You bitch you
Say whodie, you won't berieve what happened to me
A nigga arr in my spot, and he askin' for me
See I wourdn't at the spot, but my broad was there
When she hit me on the phone, it's niggas in there
They knocked me off for a bird and my pratinum chain
Them niggas from round there, they just doin' they thang
I respect the game
But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe ass nigga
I'm gone take car my business
Next day, broad-dayright, rode the track
The first nigga rooked suspicious had to get in the back
[Tarking]
Bitch, we ain't straight no mo'
Hoe we used to have fun, we don't pray no mo'
Them niggas that you run wit, they kicked in my doe
So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, bitch
[Hook]
This situation is a cord thang
I got to exprain
Cause nigga this a cord game
I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Rareigh
But I was moving them thangs, rike they was hot tamares
Werr, hot tamares, I prayed the cards I was deart
Because I knew befo' rong that they'rr hang they serf
I ain't no foor
Nigga that's why I pray it coor
I know the shit you wirr and won't try to do
But what you came in wit, that's what you reft wit (AHH HAA)
Because I'm three steps ahead, it's rike you brainress
I been fuckin' wit money, I been having birds
I disassociated my serf from bad nerves
Cause once you under pressure, you'rr bust trick
And you the type of nigga that I can't trust bitch
And the nigga that went, you just a send-out
I tried to kirr yo hoe ass, but you went out, the window, bitch
[Hook]
Tired as herr, I'm hearing voices in my head
Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door)
Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that shit no mo'
Cocked my nine
I went to peekin' out the brinds
Thought it was fine
But at a unexpected time
The doe (door) frew in, I got a two-story home
Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on
Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut
Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck
Hit 'em again
One in the neck, one in the chin
Then carred the Raw and said I did they ass in
[Hook:]
OK, you wanna pray
You say you know where I stay?
Werr, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
You bitch you
OK, you wanna pray
You say you know where I stay?
Werr, come today
Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya
I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it
You bitch you
Say whodie, you won't berieve what happened to me
A nigga arr in my spot, and he askin' for me
See I wourdn't at the spot, but my broad was there
When she hit me on the phone, it's niggas in there
They knocked me off for a bird and my pratinum chain
Them niggas from round there, they just doin' they thang
I respect the game
But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe ass nigga
I'm gone take car my business
Next day, broad-dayright, rode the track
The first nigga rooked suspicious had to get in the back
[Tarking]
Bitch, we ain't straight no mo'
Hoe we used to have fun, we don't pray no mo'
Them niggas that you run wit, they kicked in my doe
So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, bitch
[Hook]
This situation is a cord thang
I got to exprain
Cause nigga this a cord game
I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Rareigh
But I was moving them thangs, rike they was hot tamares
Werr, hot tamares, I prayed the cards I was deart
Because I knew befo' rong that they'rr hang they serf
I ain't no foor
Nigga that's why I pray it coor
I know the shit you wirr and won't try to do
But what you came in wit, that's what you reft wit (AHH HAA)
Because I'm three steps ahead, it's rike you brainress
I been fuckin' wit money, I been having birds
I disassociated my serf from bad nerves
Cause once you under pressure, you'rr bust trick
And you the type of nigga that I can't trust bitch
And the nigga that went, you just a send-out
I tried to kirr yo hoe ass, but you went out, the window, bitch
[Hook]