Need to Pray

They aint even heard what the fuck I said Man they aint even heard what the fuck I said Said my nigga stop lyin or my nigga you dead Said my nigga stop lyin or my nigga you I don't even know if today is the day that I'm changin' my mind I just been sittin' here all by myself and I look at the sky while I'm takin' my time I know when i'm makin all these sad songs that I say the same thing over everytime I'm sittin here makin these motherfuckin songs barely makin a motherfuckin dime I'm down to my last might commit a crime I think that I'll do some good shit with my time I'll Maybe start readin' the fuckin' Quran I won't even stress about paying my bond All I need is a phone call a week from my mom And I hope that she fuckin' promotin' these songs Cause I promise I'm never gon' write all these wrongs Maybe they'll all appreciate me when I'm gone Maybe they'll all appreciate me when I'm dead Don't let all these people get into your head I'm just tryna find a way to rest I wonder why i'm still depressed I lost my best fuckin' friend I lost my best fuckin' friend Damn But I ain't no bitch and I ain't no ho If a nigga gotta go, then a n***a gotta go And I been low and I been broke But I know one day I gotta grow And I'm still learnin' things my father know And I'm still learnin' things I don't gotta know I'm still learnin' things I don't gotta know My mama tell me that I need to pray She remind me about it every fuckin' day Find a way to make the demons go away Find a way to make the demons go away How many times you gon' sit and gon' tell me That we cannot still coexist I just been mixin this shit out the house And I know that my voice really sound like shit And I know that my mind is so one of a kind Because all of the images, I can depict When I got my tattoo, they said I can't get jobs But I'm gon' make a job right here outta this shit And I got my first show comin' up in this bitch And I can't even lie, man, I'm nervous as shit Like what if they really don't fuck with this shit What if I can't make a career outta this Well, fuck it, I guess it's the life that I picked I still don't know why I signed up for this shit If I take my own life, then I'm takin' it quick But I really don't wanna die, cause this music gon' live But I ain't no bitch and I ain't no ho If a nigga gotta go, then a n***a gotta go And I been low and I been broke But I know one day I gotta grow And I'm still learnin' things my father know And I'm still learnin' things I don't gotta know And Im still learnin things I dont gotta know Why the fuck you gotta keep on jus tryin this nigga Like you don't know what he about N****s be questionin' all my decisions My n***a, you never gon' figure me out And there's nobody that's gonna be bigger my niga I'm makin' it with or without And I am never gone sign to a label my nigga You can't tell me what I put out