[Chorus: Mr.Chicken]
Had my back against the wall
I just pray that we ball
Pray for me, pray for me
'Cause I really lost my dog for this shit
Promises that one day we'll be rich
Promises that one day we'll be lit
Promises one day
Sittin' on the evilest thought, I need a reverend
Every time I'm in the booth it feel like Heaven

[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
Pray the gang don't give me up
Pray that they don't catch us in these Hemi trucks
We don't know his body, he can't sit with us
Took my dog, miss him much
Lookin' out that window, he ain't live enough
Devil call your phone—why you pickin' up?
God, lеt it rain on us
Kinda miss my dog, he ain't dead though, just changed on us
Had to gеt us choppers 'fore I went and put these chains on us
Respectfully nobody folded when they came for us
You don't see him ridin' then he probably switched his lane on us
Stuff it in the safe, try to stack more
Heard he slipped, ain't double lock his back door
Real niggas cry too
I don't need flowers, man, them shits gotta die too
I don't need flowers, man, them shits gotta die too
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