作曲:Cedxric,Johnny McKinzie,Simmie Sims
Buddy
A lotta love A lotta hate A lotta salt
A lotta shade A lotta praise
I'm in a rush I need to wait It's getting tuff
These ** soft I'm getting paid
Wasn't lost it was just a phase
I'm getting sharp come and get a shave
Don't wanna talk 'bout that ** again
I don't rap I don't act I don't mothafukn entertain
I'm not a bank
I'm not the one It's not a race I'm outta place
Don't got a point That's not he case
A lotta talk A lotta names A lotta hoes
A lotta hope A lotta pain
I'm getting rich I just got a raise
Say I changed but I feel the same
Don't wanna talk bout the ** again
I don't rap I don't act I don't mothafukn entertain
I'm not a bank
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray
Jay Rock
Heaven I want it hell is a hole
I ain't into that selling my soul
I ain't into back stabbing the bros
I ain't into relaxing the hoes
I'm not bout to fake for the gram
I'm not bout to take no stand
Come home like I'm just a gangster
Get filleted they'll bait you in
** is a gamble I'm rolling the dice
Ten on the four and I'm shaking 'em twice
Everybody might be missing the point
I try to refrain from taking a life
Misunderstand this is evident
Look we ignorant and lack some intelligence
Look we jealous to see the next fella win
It's the same ol' ** we been peddling
But we selling it selling it but still
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray for a blessing
And still I pray