[Prod. by Erick the Architect]
[Intro: Espa]
I lift my hands up high for another night
Cause I've lost my wings and I wanna fly
I even wash my face in the river Nile
I'mma pray all day 'til I get it right
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliot]
Before I leave the crib I know I say my prayers
Pray to God I'm happy every single day I swear
More money, I'm more prepared, more niggas that's unaware
Most niggas don't even listen, they only see what they hear
Before I leave the crib I know I say my prayers
Pray to God I'm happy every single day I swear
More money, I'm more prepared, more niggas that's unaware
Most niggas don't even listen, they only see what they hear
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot]
My mind ain't certain
That I put enough work in
These beats, these streets, no purpose
Repeat, rebuild, resurface
No longer in disturbance
Get a shooter if you're nervous
Stressed out, made a nigga feel worthless
Can't nobody fuck up on purpose
I remember when I had no government
My name was so crazy, had lines like cocaine
And those the good days, I got them good grades
Had profit to get paid, I made some mistakes
That's something we all gon' say
Had to ignore a bitch call today
But a little bit of head made it all okay
If you niggas want a war, then my boys gon' play
[Intro: Espa]
I lift my hands up high for another night
Cause I've lost my wings and I wanna fly
I even wash my face in the river Nile
I'mma pray all day 'til I get it right
[Chorus: Erick Arc Elliot]
Before I leave the crib I know I say my prayers
Pray to God I'm happy every single day I swear
More money, I'm more prepared, more niggas that's unaware
Most niggas don't even listen, they only see what they hear
Before I leave the crib I know I say my prayers
Pray to God I'm happy every single day I swear
More money, I'm more prepared, more niggas that's unaware
Most niggas don't even listen, they only see what they hear
[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot]
My mind ain't certain
That I put enough work in
These beats, these streets, no purpose
Repeat, rebuild, resurface
No longer in disturbance
Get a shooter if you're nervous
Stressed out, made a nigga feel worthless
Can't nobody fuck up on purpose
I remember when I had no government
My name was so crazy, had lines like cocaine
And those the good days, I got them good grades
Had profit to get paid, I made some mistakes
That's something we all gon' say
Had to ignore a bitch call today
But a little bit of head made it all okay
If you niggas want a war, then my boys gon' play
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