Prayer
Gucci Mane Ft. Rich Homie Quan Lyrics

Six spots, twelve stoves and I need more pots And I told Mo Knots that my boys got caught
I have a lot of drug spots and stoves, but not enough pots. I informed Mo Knots that some of my associates were arrested.

The junkies say it's finger lickin' how I whip up powder I took your food and prada shoes and added me more power And if you bought some Sour Diesel then your dream gone sour I treat your shooters like cowards make your team look sour I feed the hood with the bowl like I cook clam chowder RIP to Steam now the boy right arm was a rifle
The addicts enjoy my high-quality drugs. I took your belongings to gain more prestige. If you purchased drugs from me, it's quite possibly bad quality. I put fear into your shooters and ruin your team's reputation. I provide food to the community. Unfortunately, Steam has passed away; he was known for carrying a firearm.

I would race you for the car but look you don't got the title You ain't made ten mil, I can't call you my rival I got your baby mama suckin' on me using saliva I made the Forbes list, nigga, man, you just a subscriber My momma say you just a lyin' bitch, conniving lil' diver Nigga killed his own brother saying, that shit in the bible Man, Joe Blow chose the fork, and you chose the screwdriver I made another steal a car but I made the cash off a niner I went so hard I make you dump your whole roster to sign me And you can find me in the six with all my shooters behind me
I'm not interested in racing you for your vehicle because you don't own it. You haven't earned ten million dollars, so I don't consider you a real competitor. Your child's mother is cheating on you with me. I'm a successful billionaire, but you're just a follower. My mother thinks you're untrustworthy. You killed your own brother like the characters in the Bible. I committed grand theft auto but made more money than the car was worth. My performance is so amazing that teams will release their existing players to sign me. You can find me with my armed team in Six, the crime-ridden region.

That right to, I'm having my way By the bay, I move, penthouse by the lake They cool my neighbors, got a gate so you know them folks safe Got a pool, twelve acres and a guest house if you wanna stay Man I'm cool, gettin' paper, and a custom Cartier I'm a smooth operator, I gotta customer named Shade' And she'll bug a motherfucker all day, then try to pull up in all grey I ain't gon' play with you, I'm impatient too, ain't gon' wait for you I'm pimpin' like players do, Lean match the gator shoes, the windbreaker hater proof You lookin' nervous, Gerber, soft like baby food Ok cool, I got a plug like no other No discussion me and Thugger, waiting on judgement
I'm living the high life and having things my way. I'm living by the bay in a luxurious penthouse overlooking a lake. My neighborhood is safe, with security protecting it. My residence has many amenities, including a pool, twelve acres of land, and a guest house. I'm calm, wealthy, and flaunting my custom-made Cartier watch. I'm an expert in selling drugs and have a loyal customer named Shade. She'll annoy you and then show up in a grey car. I'm not interested in games or waiting around. I'm stylish, wearing expensive gator shoes that match my Lean beverage and windbreaker. You look nervous and unconfident. I have an excellent source of drugs. Thugger and I are awaiting our fate.

I'mma say a prayer, get a blessing today (amen) No grey hair I ain't stressin' the case Make you scratch for the chase, I invested in yay Man what else can I say? I'm still gon' flex in they face What the fuck can I say? I got racks in the safe Get wrong that gat on my waist, that house they trap in that place Leaning so hard on the drank, I forgot what to say Never forgot where I came, and it's all 'cause I'm having my way
I'm going to pray and ask for a blessing today. I'm not worried about anything, no stress, no grey hairs. I make you work hard to obtain my drugs, which I invested in. What more can I say? I'll never stop showing off. I have a lot of money in my safe. If you do something wrong, I'll use my gun on you. I'm heavily intoxicated and lost for words. I'll never forget where I came from, and it's all because I'm successful.

Oh, never forgot where I came And it's all 'cause I'm having my way Oh, never forgot where I came And it's all 'cause I'm having my way Oh, oh, oh, oh
I never forgot my roots, and it's all because I'm successful and making things happen as I desire.