I Pray for My Enemies

Lyrics
[Intro] Our Father, which art in Heaven Real street niggas appreciate every blessin' Give us this day, our daily bread One time for all the homies in the feds Forgive those that hate For did they not know they sick with a disease Yeah (Zaytoven) It's Dolph (That boy Cassius) [Chorus] I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh) Bougie bitch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind) I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah) Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby) I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Trap nigga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah) [Post-Chorus] Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, get 'em [Verse 1] I just left the trap (Trap), pulled up at her house (Skrrt) Now she in my lap (Woo), no panties under blouse (Woah) She said hold up, she want me to watch her make it clap (Clap) She used to have a nigga, she met me and put him out (It's Dolph) You see a real trap nigga, bitch, point him out I saw my first hundred pounds of weed and said, "Wow" (Wow) A hundred mil' in ten years? Naw, I'm thinkin' right now The last three years, man, my dog been on the run (Damn) My lil' nigga right here with me, he just made bond (Ayy) She used to hold my bomb (My sack) Yeah, she my day one (Yeah) And she fuck me good ever since day one (Hey) [Chorus] I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh) Bougie bitch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind) I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah) Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby) I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Trap nigga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah) [Post-Chorus] Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt [Verse 2] I pray for my opps (Opps), my diamonds hopscotch (Jumpin') I feel like I'm in the movie Belly and I'm Ox (Ox) Just pulled up at the spot (What?), like look what I just got (Hey) Might wake up in the morning, go buy my young nigga a drop (It's Dolph) R.I.P. J Money, free all my niggas on lock (Yeah) They tried to do me like they did Kennedy (Damn) I ain't mad at you, I pray for my enemies (I ain't mad at you) I learned how to weigh up dope takin' chemistry (Hey, hey) 2017, Dolph made history (It's Dolph) All this fuckin' swag on me came from Italy (It's Dolph) I been doin' this shit, y'all niggas remember me (Woo, hah, hey) [Chorus] I'm drinkin' lean and she drinkin' Hennessy (Uh-huh) Bougie bitch with pornstar tendencies (My favorite kind) I put her on the plane to come and visit me (Yeah) Got time for her to go back, she didn't wanna leave (You gotta go, baby) I already know my haters sick of me (Ayy) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Real nigga, I pray for my enemies (Ooh) Trap nigga, I came up body slammin' P's (Yeah, yeah)
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- Young Dolph