[Sniff sniff]
Psalm 27 da lord iz my life lord 4give 4 my sins
(I aint cryin' I aint cryin')
'Cause I have sinned da lord
Is da stenght of my life n whom I shall b afaid n b4 I wrap up this port of miami enemies n (plz lord)
Some foes tryin 2 take my fresh thr's a lot of my brothers n sisters dats stumblein' still dat wasn't here
2 dat wasn't here 2 watch this come past (sniff sniff sniff) lord who dat is cooppin aginst I sould not
Fear since I can't do shitthou washer rise else I will say a prayer (aman) n this ishou b confert (aman
Aman) this iz 12 years in da makin no side deals wit satan I'm dealin' wit da maker (strate up) a lot of
Homies ask wuts a prayer a prayer is wut kept my focused 12 years (12 years) a prayer iz wut saved me I sud of
Ben indited now my kids no jay-z (sean carter) a prayer iz wut kept my here when da bullets cut da air I
Felt it n I jus said a prayer a prayer iz like medasince it will heal wounds ask bush veteran (ask) big
Holes in a nigga side snug nose 45 homeboy

Jus close ur eyes put ur hands 2geter bow ur head
Keep me alive
Keep me out da fedz
Gotta bless da kids
1 4 da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here I am so I repent my sins 4give me

Da grapes on da plate
Da tags on their feet
Da nights mama cryed
I'm thuggin wit da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here
I am (ross)
I sware to god I did some things in da past if I cud please lord I will help u bring em back (plz lord) I (ross) feel pain man
It aint 'cause I can't speak on it dats y I get so many songs I can't sleep homie (damn man damn dog) tatoos 4
4giveness (crosses) I mite not get but 4give me (losses) I'm here n I'm fightin like a
Motherfucker (motherfucker) triple cs xcited like a motherfucker (tripple cs) say a prayer put da weed in
Da air n thank god once agin 4makin' me a millionaire (aman aman aman) I thank god 4 makin' me a millionaire
Put ur hands 2getter bow ur heads

Keep me alive
Keep me out da fedz
Gotta bless da kids
4 da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here I am so I

Repent my sins 4give me
Da grapes on da plate
Da tags on their feet
Da nice mama cryed
I'm thuggin wit da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here

I am (ross)
I used 2 get sticks of da hoes zone now back 2 back covers 4 da ozone jb (ozone) made da magazine
Billboard goin' stong rollin in da phantom wit mutherfuckin rollin stones (stones nigga) u stuck wit me through
Thick n thin sittin back got ur mama sittin in a benz (lord) make u damn near want 2 cry low 95 stack money
Like homicide (homicide) blood she'd after midnite (midnite) it's jus me n this weed tryin' 2 get rite (tryin
Yall rite) blood she'd after midnite (midnite midnite) it's jus ross and this cush tryin 2 get rite (jus tryin 2 get rite)
Put ur hands 2getter (2getter) bow ur heads
Keep me alive
Keep me out of da feds
Gotta bless da kids
1 4 da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here
I am so I repent my sins 4give me

Da grapes on da plate
Da tags on their feet
Da nice mama cryed
I'm thuggin wit da fam
4 da dividends dear lord here

I am (ross)
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Prayer Lyrics

Rick Ross – Prayer Lyrics

Songwriters: Roberts, William Leonard / Borges, Jean Max / Davis, Aldrin
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