Future - Pray for a Key lyrics

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

[Future - Pray for a Key lyrics]

Woah, woah, woah woah, woah, woah

Used to pray for a key
Ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps
I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk
I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it
Had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens
Don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights
Workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car
Smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key
Ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps
I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk
I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it
Had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens
Don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights
Workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car
Smoke an ounce in sixty minutes

Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
Hangin' in the trap where
I learned to hustle, yeah
Flex, I done doubled up my cup
Can't explain the way I grind
Can't explain it (Don't change up)
Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I'm famous
Been posted up with the murder squad
We're all hangin' stayed low in the cut
Had to fake it 'til a nigga made it (I did)
I'm the same nigga I've
Been, every single day, i'm gettin' faded
I was gettin' it in times
Ten when the police raided
Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
They can't tell I was vicious
When I was treacherous
I could've failed, I turned it
Up and went executive, yeah
(Pluto)

Used to pray for a key
Ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps
I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk
I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it
Had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens
Don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights
Workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car
Smoke an ounce in sixty minutes

Order up six hundred bottles
And sixty bitches
I been havin' bitches starstruck
Don't get in your feelings
I been countin', oh yeah
I'ma keep it a trillion (yeah)
Changing up velocity because of curiosity
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white
And I got it (Murder)
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist
(Murder) pick any car you want just
Like you hit the lottery (Woah, woah)
Diamonds are forever for you, yes
An eternity (Woah, woah)
Niggas can't be fucking with you
They're just like burnin' me (Woo)
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo
(Super)
I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo
(Ayy) keep it one thousand

Used to pray for a key
Ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps
I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk
I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it
Had to go to church (Go to church)
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens
Don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights
Workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car
Smoke an ounce in sixty minutes

Used to pray for a key

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