Tasha The Amazon – Prayer lyrics

[Verse 1]
For your entertainment, I be on another wave bitch
I don't do for the payment but somebody better fuckin' pay me
Cause I ain't dying broke, dying nameless
And I ain't even leaving 'til the flame lit
Uh, dirtiest players in the game shit, call me Clay Davis
Always grind, never lowkey, that's how I stay hot in the cold breeze
Got a degree and I sold trees to pay my student loans and my gold teeth
Always on the stoop with some rugged crooks
I'm always talking truce with my fuckin' dudes
Alwyas hit 'em hard like a hundred proof
Always all black down to my fuckin' shoes
Yeah, red like [?]
My back roll, I don't need that
I don't flex, I just lean back
I don't flex, I just lean back
Yeah lean back, on 'em like a refill
And my squad ain't fuckin' with your clique still
This is my life, leave me to my free will
Look at me like she won't, maybe she will
Come run with me while I put my work in
I'm gone like I'm packing up my Birkins
I'm a gravedigger cause i put my dirt in
Come sing for my soul like a church hymn
And I'm burning, and shit this ain't medicinal
Nah, I'm running with criminals
On a wave, it's a flood like I'm Biblical
Never die, I'm fuckin' invincible


[Hook]
All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
Make you say
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer

[Verse 2]
Keep your gun fingers up, hoes down, all my winners up
Critics wanna talk like I give a fuck
I'mma swipe on them haters like it's Tinder
Fuck with me, yeah, came from the bottom like a sediment
Keep my head on the money like a president
You can watch but don't judge like a reverend
Cause I'm 'bout to be the best that I've ever been
Dudes rapping 'bout "Damn I like bitches"
Your shirt in your mouth just like bitches
The sweets in all black, we stay twisted
Come find me, I'll pack it and lift it
The night time's the right time for talking and wishing
After varsity, plotting these missions
Turn to walking in silent positions
Squad, got the gats on me, we a religion
Lighters flicker in the basement
Faces to the front like a congregation
You in the grace of the greatness
Give praise and keep the acid away from the basics
I ain't wasted, I'm just high up on the game like I weight lift
Go ahead and wait bitch, can't relate cause we flagrant
This a statement, before we eat the world, say graces
I see Buddha when I hit a puff
See good Muslims all up in that titty club
See good Christians want that good dick
But it's hard to see God in that hood shit
We only close to heaven when we high as fuck
So I said "Go ahead, put you lighters up"
We just tryna find a way, can you blame us?
These the type of sins that make us famous


[Hook]
All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
All my villains in the lair, get it, say a prayer
Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
Two gun fingers in the air, get it, say a prayer
Make you say
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap, that's your prayer

[Outro]
That's your prayer
That's your prayer
That's your prayer
That's your prayer
That's your prayer
That's your prayer
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap
Brrrrap, brrrap, brrrap, brrrap....