Pray 4 Me (feat. BINA.)

Slim, brown skin I be, standing 5'10" I be (what?) Rocking it when I be in your vicinity Raw style synergy, recognize symmetry Comp try to injure me, broke him down chemically Mm, say a prayer for me It all got too fucked up too quickly, you Say a, say a prayer for me It all got fucked up too quickly, you You know me best, you know I'm stressed Got to move out in a couple weeks Why you pressed that I didn't call you tonight? Don't want no beef when my schedule's tight Too much at stake on my plate to fight Ain't in the mood for the games or icy There's rice at home So now, go on and dine you how I liked to Inside I'm ashy, but my skin is gummy soft I look like daddy and that pisses mummy off It makes no sense, but I can't lie, it made me strong But we've been fighting, hitting heads like all week long Barbecue skin tone, 'cause Fela Kuti my ringtone I can't lie, I still ain't been back home She the type of love to get a shine when the sun's on I'm the type of love to set the mood with a magnum You the closest I have been to fucking with back home You glow with no light on when you let me see something G-O-D, I already know she prays for me Will it double my blessing? Taking a knee Mm, say a prayer for me It all got too fucked up too quickly, you Say a, say a prayer for me It all got fucked up too quickly, you