G-Eazy – Pray For Me lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yeah
Ayy

[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’ve been California dreaming
Turnt the fuck up for no reason, ayy (Eazy)
Treat a Wednesday like a weekend
She look like an angel, she might be a demon
Solo, it ain’t no redeeming
These women, they plot and they scheming
Do anything to get ahold of my semen
I’m flushing the rubber, you won’t get my children
This is life here, nothing faze me
What can I say? Bruh, this town is crazy
Left the club with my newest lady
Paparazzi outside, all tryna chase me
Grab her hand and put her in the Ghost
And then, we get ghost like Patrick Swayze
Lifestyle of the young and wavy
What can I say? Bruh, you cannot blame me

[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears

[Verse 2]
Ayy, L.A., the land of dreams
Turned into the land of fiends (yeah)
They get caught up in the scene
Partying, partying, partying, partying
They say the top is hella lonely
And you ain’t never been the homie
Why the fuck you say you know me?
This industry is hella phony
Never gave a fuck and I probably never will
Only kept it hella real
I ain’t got an ounce of chill
Ayy, ayy
It’s what it is, that’s how it is and I won’t change
You’re not accustomed so it all probably seems so strange, I know
The Beautiful & Damned, pop another Xan
Wash the Bulleit down, have to cool it down
Lost my mind, I won’t stop until it’s found
It’s way up there, I might have to pull it down
Must have been around this time last year
Think I might know where I might have left it
It’s crazy, the city I stay in
I’m hoping that somewhere, my grandma is praying for me, ugh

[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me (grandma, pray for me)
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears

[Outro]
Somebody pray for me before it’s too late for me
These demons still chasing me
But angels, they stay with me
They wait for me faithfully
When I fall into the dark, they awaken me
They view damned as beauty mistakenly
This is the show people pay to see
Ladies and Gentlemen, The Beautiful and Damned

Locksmith – Epic (feat. Mark Battles) letras

[Verse 1: Locksmith]
Nothing can stop me
Nothing can break me
There’s nothing to lose
I know they watching
I know they shaking
I put in my dues
Follow my voice and you’ll find it
It’s sad but I’m often reminded
You get what you give forget or forgive but some are just blinded
See everything I did I would dream about
Everything I hid to appease was doubt
Every instinct to rethink or blink is a chink in your armor where a seed could sprout
Some nigga’s seem devout
But the fake loyalty I could be without
Every goal that I set for myself was a bet for myself
No sleep ’til I see this out
I came in with nothing, I promise
The one thing I had, I was honest
I always knew I would see commas
Speak from my heart, but be humble and modest
As a youth they would shoot in my neighborhood
Not hoop, but in bombers
Playing while death was upon us
Running through Richmond all in my pajamas
Rapping my heart out for days
Dreaming of moments to hop on the stage
Thought I would slip but I got out unscathed
Finally felt like I turned a new page
Not bad for the young boy
Some ployed thinking rap had ’em employed
Then void any position I had ’em dissed
This is the gist of the uncoy

[Verse 2: Mark Battles]
Open up your eyes, there’s a lot to see
On top, no apostrophe
Nigga’s stay with the cannon like photography
Used to want a pot to pee
Now I feel like LeBron how I drop the heat
Playing in they [?]
You guys high five but it’s not complete
Quit acting crazy
Rock a nigga like a napping baby
I’m the one she snapping lately
Hit it one time and I’m Patrick Swayze
F ain’t the team, nigga that’s the Navy
Cause it [?] got the matching ‘cedes
Purge every word no [?] maybe’s
Learn what we learn and we pass the statements
No further questions, just leave a message
[Verse 3: Locksmith]
But if they leave a message, I’ma leave a death wish
I’ma speak from the soul, I don’t need direction
I’ma lead feet first, I don’t need protection
Other rappers spit sick, I’m disease infected
I’ma, unsettling, meddling nuisance
Throw you my two cent to give you the blueprint
When I do vent, some of you nigga’s will lose it
My bad if one of the shoes fit
If it fits the bill, then it’s you to blame
If you knew what I knew, you would do the same
Took my first vacay I made from rap money
Nigga’s will act funny but views insane
Not bad for the young dude
Some feud thinking rap had him subdued
Then view any position I had ’em dissed
This is the gist when we come through

[Outro: Mark Battles]
Open up your eyes, there’s a lot to see

Locksmith – Epic (feat. Mark Battles) (The Lock Sessions Album) letras

[Verse 1: Locksmith]
Nothing can stop me
Nothing can break me
There’s nothing to lose
I know they watching
I know they shaking
I put in my dues
Follow my voice and you’ll find it
It’s sad but I’m often reminded
You get what you give forget or forgive but some are just blinded
See everything I did I would dream about
Everything I hid to appease was doubt
Every instinct to rethink or blink is a chink in your armor where a seed could sprout
Some nigga’s seem devout
But the fake loyalty I could be without
Every goal that I set for myself was a bet for myself
No sleep ’til I see this out
I came in with nothing, I promise
The one thing I had, I was honest
I always knew I would see commas
Speak from my heart, but be humble and modest
As a youth they would shoot in my neighborhood
Not hoop, but in bombers
Playing while death was upon us
Running through Richmond all in my pajamas
Rapping my heart out for days
Dreaming of moments to hop on the stage
Thought I would slip but I got out unscathed
Finally felt like I turned a new page
Not bad for the young boy
Some ployed thinking rap had ’em employed
Then void any position I had ’em dissed
This is the gist of the uncoy

[Verse 2: Mark Battles]
Open up your eyes, there’s a lot to see
On top, no apostrophe
Nigga’s stay with the cannon like photography
Used to want a pot to pee
Now I feel like LeBron how I drop the heat
Playing in they [?]
You guys high five but it’s not complete
Quit acting crazy
Rock a nigga like a napping baby
I’m the one she snapping lately
Hit it one time and I’m Patrick Swayze
F ain’t the team, nigga that’s the Navy
Cause it [?] got the matching ‘cedes
Purge every word no [?] maybe’s
Learn what we learn and we pass the statements
No further questions, just leave a message
[Verse 3: Locksmith]
But if they leave a message, I’ma leave a death wish
I’ma speak from the soul, I don’t need direction
I’ma lead feet first, I don’t need protection
Other rappers spit sick, I’m disease infected
I’ma, unsettling, meddling nuisance
Throw you my two cent to give you the blueprint
When I do vent, some of you nigga’s will lose it
My bad if one of the shoes fit
If it fits the bill, then it’s you to blame
If you knew what I knew, you would do the same
Took my first vacay I made from rap money
Nigga’s will act funny but views insane
Not bad for the young dude
Some feud thinking rap had him subdued
Then view any position I had ’em dissed
This is the gist when we come through

[Outro: Mark Battles]
Open up your eyes, there’s a lot to see