French Montana - Ghetto Prayer lyrics
French Montana [Karim Kharbouch] Casablanca, Morocco, 🇲🇦/NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[French Montana - Ghetto Prayer lyrics]
Blew my chance to see the day
After sleeping way past noon
An ache inside my head was burning
The sky was blue instead of grey and
I knew I'd woke too soon
But far too late to be returning
Oh Jah please be my shield when enemies fire
Jah please answer to my ghetto prayer
Gone to the graves so I make a visit
Problem after problem that was staying busy
Fuck all you haters, fuck my baby momma
Fuck you niggas snitching
Fuck your code of honor
Niggas nagging got my own problems
Made my own comments
Time to get on and spend my own dollars
Start to finish a couple
Killers strictly business
Life at odds bad bitches
Caught a million calls
American dream came through the
Block in that thing niggas was fiening
You know I'm a rider, ducking and weaving
The gun is my shied
I stop you from breathing
First I got the deal then
My nigga lost appeal
Spent a hundred on the watch
Whole time making mill's
You scaring who? Clear ice blurred view
Bitch I'm sharing you let the
Other nigga marry you
Penthouse 3 floors ain't no clear view
Back blocks head-shot yeah nigga
Where was you?
Start up money now I'm on call up money
Never took a dollar for me
Real nigga slaughter for me
Look at stars feeling closer to God
Get bent roll one for my dogs
Hustling was a job nigga you ask for it
Stamps on your passport
Work on the scale boy price on your head boy
Pray for me tatted on my neck
American dreaming, came in with an I20 visa
Hit the streets up hustle
After sleeping way past noon
An ache inside my head was burning
The sky was blue instead of grey and
I knew I'd woke too soon
But far too late to be returning
Oh Jah please be my shield when enemies fire
Jah please answer to my ghetto prayer
Gone to the graves so I make a visit
Problem after problem that was staying busy
Fuck all you haters, fuck my baby momma
Fuck you niggas snitching
Fuck your code of honor
Niggas nagging got my own problems
Made my own comments
Time to get on and spend my own dollars
Start to finish a couple
Killers strictly business
Life at odds bad bitches
Caught a million calls
American dream came through the
Block in that thing niggas was fiening
You know I'm a rider, ducking and weaving
The gun is my shied
I stop you from breathing
First I got the deal then
My nigga lost appeal
Spent a hundred on the watch
Whole time making mill's
You scaring who? Clear ice blurred view
Bitch I'm sharing you let the
Other nigga marry you
Penthouse 3 floors ain't no clear view
Back blocks head-shot yeah nigga
Where was you?
Start up money now I'm on call up money
Never took a dollar for me
Real nigga slaughter for me
Look at stars feeling closer to God
Get bent roll one for my dogs
Hustling was a job nigga you ask for it
Stamps on your passport
Work on the scale boy price on your head boy
Pray for me tatted on my neck
American dreaming, came in with an I20 visa
Hit the streets up hustle