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lirik lagu don trip - pray god's not watching

[verse 1]
pray god’s not watching me
armed to the t~~th
suppressor on the [?] at 15
still not in the rapper conversations
i promise it don’t bother me the least
long as it’s ain’t stopping me from eating
i been chasing bread since a fetus
i was taught my miranda rights before i learned the pledge of allegiance
never flying spirit or [?] unless i got my parachute packed
fortunate i made it out the gutter
i promise i will never move back
all these b~tches i might need a nap
all these b~tches, i might lose track
ladies love me, i’m a cool cat
we just kick it, i’m a shoe rack
pockets cripping all these blue [?]
but metaphorically i’m seeing green
clientele tapping on the window, and me and pif was serving through the screen
missing pif, i hope it was a dream. i woke up, you still gone
they say time heals all, they never told me how long
papa never popped up, mama had to raise me all on her own
papa nothing but a coward, mama ain’t made me all on her own
all it ever made me was more strong, well maybe just a lil bitter
i done grown numb to it, no feelings, guess we grow from it and if it don’t k!ll us
raised by pimps, prostitutes, and k!llers, what can i say
i think drug dealing might as well been my family trade
i ain’t have no maid, went and got paid, now i got it made
tomorrow still not promised, all a n~gga can do, is pray
[verse 2]
the god’s not watching you
if he was he’d be ashamed
you nothing but a disappointment d~mn homie you ain’t nothing like you claim
you ain’t no big homie
you been getting extorted, paying n~ggas off so they don’t pick on ya
you ain’t causing havoc, you ain’t bout that action, you ain’t got that stick on ya
you and i are not the same, it takes a pocket change, i done put a hit on ya
saiga~12 with the switch, fat ass sh~lls lookin like [?]
life’s a b~tch and she sucks
i just tell it how it is, call it real spill, maybe i’m a klutz
i got all these babies, yet i ain’t never gave two f~cks
call it hard work, call it dedication, never call it luck
i grew up without a maid, went and got paid, now i got it made
tomorrow never was promised, all a n~gga can do, is pray
the god’s not watching us
[verse 3]
[?] kick the door, you know how it go, now we’re all f~cked!
n~ggas stop the toilet up with the pounds, now it won’t flush
we gon all get [?] cuz you know scared n~ggas don’t hush
oh! what a nightmare, thank god i finally woke up
with somebody lady, now she talking crazy, told me keep in touch
with somebody lady and i thought i loved her, until i bust a nut
then i snapped back, 59, 50, back to my senses, back to my mission, back to my business, she can’t be my mrs. imma k!ll that p~ssy, she a living witness, she gon swear she miss me, but i know she kiddin
hold my heart frozen, i can’t even feel it here’s a cold shoulder, b~tches getting chilly
stacking my [?] riding out the [?] just to bring scooby snacks to my kiddies
all my people eat, only way we living, we ain’t got to worry, i know how to get it
call me chef curry, imma keep the trays, coming in my kitchen, thank the [?] kitchen, put up double digits, you just busting dishes, those my only wishes, we don’t waste a smidgen
sipping on success, [?] for my [?]
so i gotta pass it like i’m mike bibby
onto my brother, then to my brother, then to my sister
hope you get the picture
long live, pif

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