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lirik lagu philthy rich - pray 4 my enemies (remix)

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[intro: philthy rich]
ayy, it’s philthy, n-gg-
pray for my enemies
you know attention is like money
everybody want some, uh-huh
this is jay p bangz
look, look, look, look

[chorus: philthy rich]
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back (it’s philthy)
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back, it’s philthy

[verse 1: philthy rich]
look, bosses don’t engage in the small talk (uh-uh)
see when it’s beef, it’s no peace, you can’t call it off (p-ssy)
couple k!llers waiting on that phone call (h-llo?)
ten thousand four ways, they’ll knock you off (ayy, do that)
got a couple rollies i can p-ss around (is that right?)
graduated from the streets, no cap and gown (seminary)
once you drop your nuts it’s no backin’ down (uh-uh)
hi-tech in my cup, it’s no act’ in town (it’s philthy)
they took the elevator while i took the stairs (i swear to god)
payless on my feet, yeah, i took the stares (oh, i remember)
now it’s red bottoms, every day a different pair (designer)
three thousand on these shoes i’ll probably never wear, it’s philthy

[chorus: philthy rich]
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back (it’s philthy)
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back, it’s philthy

[verse 2: roddy ricch]
got out them blues, ran up a check, and i ain’t lookin’ back
pulled up ski mask and we took the sack
and most my n-gg-s bust the gl-ss just to run it up
my lil’ cousin was a youngin, he was cookin’ crack
i done seen a lot of n-gg-s change they motives
i ain’t trippin’, i just act like i ain’t notice
all my n-gg-s kept it solid, we ain’t fold up
cholo got 80 with an l, kept his nose up
some of my n-gg-s in the casket, had to close it up
reminiscing ’bout my dawg, had to pour it up
i was just behind the wall, now i’m goin’ up
n-gg-s wanna see me fall, i won’t go for none’
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: philthy rich]
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back (it’s philthy)
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back, it’s philthy

[verse 3: saviii 3rd]
we was tryna score and set the summer up
off that xan i go bananas and i want it all
i ain’t lyin’, ask the oppers when you come across
get the problem solved, you ain’t gon’ never hear i’m not involved
yeah, my city full of crips but i bleed, n-gg-
i’m walkin’ on the beach, a n-gg- jesus
sh-t, i knew this was gon’ happen, i just seen it
sh-t that i done got through, to this day, i can’t believe it
believe it, took lil yank, can’t believe it
oh lord, understand i got a reason
somebody better pray for all my enemies
when we slide we gon’ slide with a meaning

[chorus: philthy rich]
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back (it’s philthy)
pray for my enemies, i know them n-gg-s mad (i know them n-gg-s mad)
runnin’ off at the mouth or runnin’ up a bag (broke n-gg-)
i just thank the lord when i count the cash (amen)
i remember i was poor, i’m never going back, it’s philthy


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