Hit-Boy
Pray 2 God Is Real
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
I came for a reason
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I came for a reason, uh
My money alright and now I'm cheesing
Uh, uh, uh, that's why I'm G
Uh, uh, I came for a reason
Uh, uh, uh, only achievements
Uh, uh, uh, only achievements
Uh, uh, I came for a reason
Uh, uh, uh, only achievements
Uh, uh, we getting it
Uh, uh, we getting it
Uh, uh, I came for a reason
Uh, uh, only achievements
Uh, uh, we getting it
Uh, uh, we getting it

[Verse]
Back off tour, got my money right
Check me on the explore page
Bitches like, "Damn, who is you?"
I'm Jay 305, bitch, who is you?
Seventeen, didn't have shit to lose
Got stabbed in the chest, you can see the wounds
South Central across my stomach, bitch, I did that
Sold dope, hit licks before I did rap
Four AKs, n***a, that's a KitKat
On the beat with Hit-Boy, bitch, I did that
Praying to God I don't turn into a killer
Praying to God for my n***as that's felons
Praying to God for the n***as that's jealous
Praying to God that a n***a see a million
Praying to God for my n***a Greedo
Got to do twenty years, had to take an elbow, uh
Gotta stay down even when the team broke
I done seen certain sides where a n***a can't grow
I done seen both sides where a n***a can't go
Feeling guilty 'cause I seen my aunty shooting dope
Praying to God for them n***as doing dope
Praying to God for my n***as selling dope
Praying to God that the opps don't kill me
Praying to God that y'all just feel me
I'm praying to God for my n***as that's felons
Ha-ha-ha
[Outro]
Pray to God that he's real
Bitches got extras