Lord Knows Jay Hound

[Intro]
Lord knows, I done prayed for this shit
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave)
Damn
Grahh-grahh, boom, nigga
Like, flock-flock

[Chorus]
Lord knows, I done prayed for this shit
Only Lord knows how I get when I bend
Uptown, I was totin' on crips
Like, only Lord knows how I get with this bitch
Bro, put on your mask like you sick
Cameras be flashin', I ain't takin' pics
I was in Cali, tryna go up
But I'm still losing faith, I was feelin' like Big
Black tints, I was flippin' that whip
Touch one of mine, I'mma show how I get
Bro showed the G, had 'em runnin' like Rick
And if I had to bend, I was lacin' my kicks

[Verse]
Bro this shit getting scary
I was gon' leave but the lil' nigga dared me
Bullets attached to the back of his—
Opp thot tryna ride on the broom like she Harry
Toting on Stacey, and we marriеd
On the opps side, shit do not scare mе
I saw a baddie, was way too aggressive
I told lil' baddie to please do not fear me
I'm in the booth, tryna show I got hunger
Bro this shit got a lil' nigga hungry
I was on 2nd, shit getting ugly
But I bet I go dumb on that block with my muddy
T—Trappin' that block, getting floody
How I keep missin', he keep gettin'—
How I keep missin', he keep gettin' lucky (Word to bro)
(I keep missin', he keep gettin'—)