Pray 2 the Dope
Maxo Kream Lyrics


D.A. got that dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

Father God, I been losing faith, everyday it hurts
Before I pray at the church, I put my faith in my work
I hit my plug for the work, he said he dry, it really hurt
Ain't got no weed, got no perc, ain't got no lean, got no syrup
I'm like damn, golly, I can't even serve a quarter
Told my patients keep their patience, right now my trap out of order
All my smokers need they weed, all my snorters need they yola
All the crackheads gettin' grouchy, all the shermheads want they water
I had a job at Panera Bread, I took that work to work
I was sellin' niggas bagels, I was sellin' niggas percs
I quit my job, had to juug and rob
Pray to God, but it ain't work
I try to work but it ain't work
So I'm workin' with that work
Sleepin' on the floor, and started kicking doors
I ain't had nowhere to go, no food or clothes
Prayed to God, but nobody knows
Hey, get the plug on the phone
He got the dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

D.A. think they got a case
But I'ma make 'em work
Fuck the D.A., fuck the state
Fuck the judge and county clerk
Had to get it out the mud
Mix the water with the dirt
I'm not a middleman or plug
I got water, I got percs
I got molly, I got syrup
I got rounds, I got pounds
From the ghetto to the bird
Shipped and pounds to your town
I can send 'em on the plane
I can send 'em on a (?)
Before ship 'em off, I pray
I got faith they touchin' down

It's a struggle to survive, we out here dodging them peoples
Pops locked back up in county, he was swipin' them visas
Southwest Alief Groove a struggle, with my sister, three brothers
We shared our shoes and shared the room, we slept on floors and shade covers
I used to dream I made the league and called plays in the huddle
But reality for me was heatin' stank servin' Cluckers
Mama told me, keep my faith, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to the dope, put my faith in the work

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Adrienne Erin Byrne, David D. A. Doman, Emekwanem Biosah

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M Ridwan Alif

D.A. got that dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

Father God, I been losing faith, everyday it hurts
Before I pray at the church, I put my faith in my work
I hit my plug for the work, he said he dry, it really hurt
Ain't got no weed, got no perc, ain't got no lean, got no syrup
I'm like damn, golly, I can't even serve a quarter
Told my patients keep their patience, right now my trap out of order
All my smokers need they weed, all my snorters need they yola
All the crackheads gettin' grouchy, all the shermheads want they water
I had a job at Panera Bread, I took that work to work
I was sellin' niggas bagels, I was sellin' niggas percs
I quit my job, had to juug and rob
Pray to God, but it ain't work
I try to work but it ain't work
So I'm workin' with that work
Sleepin' on the floor, and started kicking doors
I ain't had nowhere to go, no food or clothes
Prayed to God, but nobody knows
Hey, get the plug on the phone
He got the dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

D.A. think they got a case
But I'ma make 'em work
Fuck the D.A., fuck the state
Fuck the judge and county clerk
Had to get it out the mud
Mix the water with the dirt
I'm not a middleman or plug
I got water, I got percs
I got molly, I got syrup
I got rounds, I got pounds
From the ghetto to the bird
Shipped and pounds to your town
I can send 'em on the plane
I can send 'em on a (?)
Before ship 'em off, I pray
I got faith they touchin' down

It's a struggle to survive, we out here dodging them peoples
Pops locked back up in county, he was swipin' them visas
Southwest Alief Groove a struggle, with my sister, three brothers
We shared our shoes and shared the room, we slept on floors and shade covers
I used to dream I made the league and called plays in the huddle
But reality for me was heatin' stank servin' Cluckers
Mama told me, keep my faith, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to the dope, put my faith in the work

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work



Ricky Mazariegos

D.A. got that dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

Father God, I been losing faith, everyday it hurts
Before I pray at the church, I put my faith in my work
I hit my plug for the work, he said he dry, it really hurt
Ain't got no weed, got no perc, ain't got no lean, got no syrup
I'm like damn, golly, I can't even serve a quarter
Told my patients keep their patience, right now my trap out of order
All my smokers need they weed, all my snorters need they yola
All the crackheads gettin' grouchy, all the shermheads want they water
I had a job at Panera Bread, I took that work to work
I was sellin' niggas bagels, I was sellin' niggas percs
I quit my job, had to juug and rob
Pray to God, but it ain't work
I try to work but it ain't work
So I'm workin' with that work
Sleepin' on the floor, and started kicking doors
I ain't had nowhere to go, no food or clothes
Prayed to God, but nobody knows
Hey, get the plug on the phone
He got the dope

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work

D.A. think they got a case
But I'ma make 'em work
Fuck the D.A., fuck the state
Fuck the judge and county clerk
Had to get it out the mud
Mix the water with the dirt
I'm not a middleman or plug
I got water, I got percs
I got molly, I got syrup
I got rounds, I got pounds
From the ghetto to the bird
Shipped and pounds to your town
I can send 'em on the plane
I can send 'em on a (?)
Before ship 'em off, I pray
I got faith they touchin' down

It's a struggle to survive, we out here dodging them peoples
Pops locked back up in county, he was swipin' them visas
Southwest Alief Groove a struggle, with my sister, three brothers
We shared our shoes and shared the room, we slept on floors and shade covers
I used to dream I made the league and called plays in the huddle
But reality for me was heatin' stank servin' Cluckers
Mama told me, keep my faith, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to the dope, put my faith in the work

D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope
Put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessing
Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen
I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin'
I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting percs
I'm just workin' with my work



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[Intro]
D.A. got that dope

[Chorus]
My choppa got the scope (Hey), I'm working, mixing coke (Hey)
I put my faith in God, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope, put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessin', Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen, I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin', I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting Percs, I'm just workin' with my work



[Verse 1]
Father God, I been losing faith, every day it hurts
Before I pray at the church, I put my faith in my work
I hit my plug for the work, he said he dry, it really hurt
Ain't got no weed, got no Perc, ain't got no lean, got no syrup
I'm like damn, golly, I can't even serve a quarter
Told my patients keep their patience, right now my trap outta order
All my smokers need they weed, all my snorters need they yola
All the crackheads gettin' grouchy, all the shermheads want they water
I had a job at Panera Bread, I took that work to work
I was sellin' niggas bagels, I was sellin' niggas Percs
I quit my job, had to juug and rob, pray to God, but it ain't work
I tried to work, but it ain't work, so I'm workin' with that work
Sleepin' on the floor and started kicking doors
I ain't had nowhere to go, no food or clothes
Pray to God, but nobody knows
Hey, get the plug on the phone
He got the dope



[Chorus]
D.A. got the dope (Hey)
My choppa got the scope (Hey), I'm working, mixing coke (Hey)
I put my faith in God, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope, put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessin', Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen, I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin', I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting Percs, I'm just workin' with my work



[Verse 2]
D.A. think they got a case, but I'ma make 'em work
Fuck the D.A, fuck the state, fuck the judge and county clerk
Had to get it out the mud, mix the water with the dirt
I'm not a middleman or plug, I got water, I got Percs
I got molly, I got syrup, I got rounds, I got pounds
From the ghetto to the bird, ship them pounds to your town
I can send 'em on a plane, I can send 'em on the 'Hound
Before I ship 'em off, I pray, I got faith they touchin' down
It's a struggle to survive, we out here dodging them peoples
Pops locked back up in county, he was swipin' them Visas
Southwest Alief, grew up, struggled with my sister, three brothers
We shared our shoes and shared the room, we slept on floors and shared covers
I used to dream I made the league and called plays in the huddle
But reality for me was heinous things, servin' cluckers
Mama told me keep my faith, but now I'm losin' hope
So I'ma pray to the dope, put my faith in the work



[Chorus]
D.A. got the dope (Hey)
My choppa got the scope (Hey), I'm working, mixing coke (Hey)
I put my faith in God, but now I'm losing hope
So I'ma pray to that dope, put my faith in my work
I thank the Lord for my blessin', Lord knows it could be worse
I got some niggas in the pen, I got some niggas on the shirt
Lord knows I been stressin', I'm just tryna make it work
Stretchin' mollies, cutting Percs, I'm just workin' with my work



All comments from YouTube:

Kevin Rico

When Maxo said β€œI hit my plug for the work, he said he dry, it really hurt”, I felt that πŸ’”

-'zx

I can remember having money but no plug and other time after paying bills I had no money but plugs will send me Pic of the sticky green good times

Austin Taylor

@commiefornian shit bro now what do I do? 😭😭 Slap you like your name is Chris? Or break your arm like my name is Dave SON.

commiefornian

@Austin Taylor nigha u white asf

Turkey

You goofy as hell Kevin Rico

Too_Short_Corte Tm

@Lil Kabuni I have had 10 k in my hands for a single reup some people wanna talk some people don't need to.

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Fellow Biodegradable Homosapien

This needs to be said.
I have listened to 6 songs in a row from Maxo & literally all of them were bangers..

Just found myself a new favorite artist

Brett Everett Howell

Yep randomly came across dude bout a year ago when this was posted too...hes my favorite current rapper, overall besides Pac

Dustin

Did the same thing today im 12 songs in not a shitty one in site!!! Be real. 1 love.

altered states

Couldn't stop bumping Maxo the first day (and most days to follow) after first hearing him too. My favorite artist/rapper as well.

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