Pink Siifu - proud/pray lyrics
[Pink Siifu - proud/pray lyrics]
Yuh
Momma raised a King, we gon' make it through
This for my sister yo I'm proud of her
She done made it through, out the soul
Parents fighting cops rolling through
Only reason wasn't there I had to make moves
Just to make it back back to you
Talking to the Gods when it's dark too
Demons in the sky tryna fall through
I done seen the fire too close
To standing I ain't supposed to
Yeah they got the rope praying for my folks
Dying on the road reaper and the smoke
Get it for my folks written in the stones
Back turn to wings wings turn to gold
Hands turn to dust right in front of you
Pray for you
See the heavens right up under you
Pray for you
If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
We say that the pets gon' kill
And the pets gon' preach
We read it in papers you see on teepee
Lord gentrify, can't recognise streets
There to get by, die in their sleep
Weed legalise but dealers ain't free
Behind cells they want me
I can tell they want me
And them demons too whispering, can't cover
Listening, I ain't trying to
Black man mirror too true
Pain over me blue, colour me and my truth
Wonder what day, that's soon
Know that day creep soon
Can't let my Mamma see me in that tomb
Can't let my Mamma see me in that tomb
Need her feet kicked up in that room
Calling my sister making sure she cool
I say I love you when I'm praying for you
She say I love you when I'm praying for you
Hands turn to dust right in front of you
(pray for you)
See the heavens right up under you
(pray for you)
If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you
Pray for me, pray for me
Rolling, still still, rolling
Still, still, still, rolling
Still, yo, yo, ay on the block shop at the
Probably kill a nigga in the shower
Wash away pain, wash away stains
Blood on your hands, Instead of my skin
Scared of my pigment nothing ain't the same
We ain't on the same shit paint this
New Sade at the minute
Dead bodies in the yard got a picture?
If all I ever say
Pray for my pigment, pray for my niggas
Pray for me, pray for me
Praying for my family
Used to say that's all you say pray
Now I feel like niggas don't ever pray pray
Momma raised a King, we gon' make it through
This for my sister yo I'm proud of her
She done made it through, out the soul
Parents fighting cops rolling through
Only reason wasn't there I had to make moves
Just to make it back back to you
Talking to the Gods when it's dark too
Demons in the sky tryna fall through
I done seen the fire too close
To standing I ain't supposed to
Yeah they got the rope praying for my folks
Dying on the road reaper and the smoke
Get it for my folks written in the stones
Back turn to wings wings turn to gold
Hands turn to dust right in front of you
Pray for you
See the heavens right up under you
Pray for you
If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
We say that the pets gon' kill
And the pets gon' preach
We read it in papers you see on teepee
Lord gentrify, can't recognise streets
There to get by, die in their sleep
Weed legalise but dealers ain't free
Behind cells they want me
I can tell they want me
And them demons too whispering, can't cover
Listening, I ain't trying to
Black man mirror too true
Pain over me blue, colour me and my truth
Wonder what day, that's soon
Know that day creep soon
Can't let my Mamma see me in that tomb
Can't let my Mamma see me in that tomb
Need her feet kicked up in that room
Calling my sister making sure she cool
I say I love you when I'm praying for you
She say I love you when I'm praying for you
Hands turn to dust right in front of you
(pray for you)
See the heavens right up under you
(pray for you)
If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you
Pray for me, pray for me
Rolling, still still, rolling
Still, still, still, rolling
Still, yo, yo, ay on the block shop at the
Probably kill a nigga in the shower
Wash away pain, wash away stains
Blood on your hands, Instead of my skin
Scared of my pigment nothing ain't the same
We ain't on the same shit paint this
New Sade at the minute
Dead bodies in the yard got a picture?
If all I ever say
Pray for my pigment, pray for my niggas
Pray for me, pray for me
Praying for my family
Used to say that's all you say pray
Now I feel like niggas don't ever pray pray