EAST POINT PRAYER Vince Staples & Lil Baby
"EAST POINT PRAYER" by Vince Staples & Lil Baby, released in 2021, blends hip-hop and rap (#HipHop). The song explores themes of struggle, resilience, and the harsh realities of life in urban environments. Its powerful lyrics highlight personal experiences and societal issues, while the unique production combines atmospheric beats with poignant storytelling. The collaboration showcases the artists' distinct styles, contributing to discussions on race and identity in contemporary music.
[Chorus: Vince Staples]
Money, mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor
I was out there, when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, made it to Atlanta
[Bridge: Vince Staples]
Off of Camp Creek, with no plan C
I was here first, understand me?
You gotta stay alert, understand me?
If they catch me, they gon' blast me
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Yeah, bounce out, chunkin' up the hood
Money in the bank, so I'm feelin' good
Pulled up on the gang, never Hollywood
Showin' em the way so they show a nigga love
But, these lil' niggas runnin' wild
Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs
Married to the streets, know she get around
I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds, yeah
Ain't no peacin' up if you body one of us
Body for a body, big body Benz truck
Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked
When these niggas get tough
Since when these niggas want war with us?
Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas
I been out all night tryna make it out
Swear to God that the set was the safest route
And what they about?
Money, mantra
Hundred racks plus, duffle bag stuffed
Better not slip, I'ma crash, yeah
You ain't shot shit, get your stats up
Kept the sticks lit, I'm a factor
I was out there, when it mattered
Had the chopstick with the ladder
Made it count, made it to Atlanta
[Bridge: Vince Staples]
Off of Camp Creek, with no plan C
I was here first, understand me?
You gotta stay alert, understand me?
If they catch me, they gon' blast me
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Yeah, bounce out, chunkin' up the hood
Money in the bank, so I'm feelin' good
Pulled up on the gang, never Hollywood
Showin' em the way so they show a nigga love
But, these lil' niggas runnin' wild
Bought a .40 cal, out the Jordan Downs
Married to the streets, know she get around
I never wanna leave, I'm never out of bounds, yeah
Ain't no peacin' up if you body one of us
Body for a body, big body Benz truck
Bounce out boogie, play pussy, get fucked
When these niggas get tough
Since when these niggas want war with us?
Lick a gunshot, bloodshot corneas
I been out all night tryna make it out
Swear to God that the set was the safest route
And what they about?
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