Pray 4 Love
Travi$ Scott Lyrics


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Oh, don't pray for love
Oh, say it loud
Just ask the lonely, oh
Just ask the lonely, oh

Pray for who lost they fate, and died too young
Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love
Pray for my liver when I'm off, in this club
I pray that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us
Man I can't take no more of this lifestyle we been livin'
Man I can't take no more of the white powers in position
Gotta grab up J-Will, gotta scoop up J-Rich
Told Chase we ain't goin' back, you know, we gotta hitch
I mean I'm, aggravated, agitated, I admit
Intoxicated, animated, got me feelin' kinda lit
Contemplatin' fornicatin', might as well fuck up some shit
They lookin' at me way too crazy, got me feelin' communist
But I'm just tryin' to save the throne, pray for Bones, pray for Stix
If my album never sell, then we gon' hit that lick
Tell Lamar, call up Cash, tell him buzz me at the Ritz
It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you need to pray for us

Oh, don't pray for love
Oh, say it loud
Just ask the lonely, oh
Just ask the lonely, oh

Pills
Have you ever been through life's
Challenges? Promises? Promises?
Get down it, heartbreak

Let me tell the lost tell about Jacques
Let me tell you how I turned Scott
How I went down on the block
Waterfall around ten o'clock
And how we came up gettin' all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
'Fore a nigga had the locks
'Fore a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the bops
Always kept my city on me like it was a swatch
Every time we in the party, took it up a notch
Now I'm thinkin' 'bout this new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh)
Wanna know my dick longer than a Pringle box
(Don't pray for love)
Tired of seein' these black kids on the face of FOX (Ohhh)
And fuck CNN, they don't wanna see us win (said I-)
Mama don't you worry no no more, worry no no more
I'ma take you from the first to the ninetieth floor
You always told me what I plant, that shit gotta grow
And anything I detonate, that shit gotta blow
Pray for love

No, oh
We don't pray for love, no more
We don't wanna see you on the cover of a carton, no more
We don't wanna see you on the news, no more
All alone

Underrated is an understatement
They tryin' to test greatness, a nigga tryin' to get paid
These niggas fiends watchin' all of my moves
'Cause the music like crack on me, cookin' all day
I'm right here, you know where I stay
And if you don't, then ask your girl, she probably know the way
She like my show lights, she want to be wife
She know that if she got me then she gon' be good for life
So I pull out 'fore the climax
Faster than a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't play
And if I did, you know my kids would be ballin'
And my daughter gon' never meet a nigga like me
My niggas pull up in that Rolls-Royce
Like they sell that coke boy, shout out to the Coke Boys
They never pray for us, nobody pray for us
Nobody pray, no, no, no, no, no

Oh, don't pray for love




Oh, say love (just ask the lonely)
Just ask the lonely, oh (just ask the lonely)

Overall Meaning

Travi$ Scott's "Pray 4 Love" explores themes of loneliness, despair, and rebellion against authority. The lyrics can be interpreted in different ways, but it seems that the overall message is that instead of praying for love, one should focus on asking the lonely or those who have lost their way for guidance, as they may have more wisdom and insight into navigating life's challenges. Scott also takes aim at society's problems, particularly the issues of racism and drug abuse, urging people to pray for those affected by these issues. Throughout the song, Scott also references his struggles, both personally and in the music industry, and emphasizes his determination to keep pushing forward.


One interesting fact about the song is that it was originally leaked online in 2014, but the official version wasn't released until Scott's 2015 album "Rodeo." The song features production from frequent collaborator Metro Boomin, who has also worked with artists like Drake and Future. Additionally, the song interpolates the chorus from The Four Tops' "Ask the Lonely," which was a hit song in the 1960s. Another notable aspect of the song is the use of auto-tuned vocals, a signature element of Scott's music.


Another interesting fact is that the song's lyrics have been praised for their vulnerability and honesty. Scott has been known for his introspective lyrics and willingness to explore personal issues, and "Pray 4 Love" is a notable example of this. The song showcases Scott's ability to blend his own experiences with larger societal issues, creating a powerful commentary on modern life. The song has also been recognized for its memorable chorus and driving beat, which contribute to its overall impact.


Other facts about the song include its appearance in various films, TV shows, and video games. The song has been featured in movies like "The Perfect Match" and "Creed," as well as TV shows like "Atlanta" and "The Leftovers." It has also appeared in the video game "Madden NFL 17." The song has been performed live by Scott and has become a fan favorite at his concerts. The chords for the song are as follows: C#m, B, A, E.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, don't pray for love
Don't ask for love in prayers


Oh, say it loud
Speak out loud


Just ask the lonely, oh
Ask those who are alone


Pray for who lost they fate, and died too young
Pray for those who lost their lives at a young age


Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love
Pray for those I have strong feelings towards, whether negative or positive


Pray for my liver when I'm off, in this club
Pray for my liver when I'm partying hard in the club


I pray that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us
I pray for the demons that haunt us to go away


Man I can't take no more of this lifestyle we been livin'
I can't handle this lifestyle we've been living anymore


Man I can't take no more of the white powers in position
I can't handle those in power who hold racist beliefs anymore


Gotta grab up J-Will, gotta scoop up J-Rich
I need to pick up J-Will and J-Rich


Told Chase we ain't goin' back, you know, we gotta hitch
I told Chase we're not going back, we have to move forward


I mean I'm, aggravated, agitated, I admit
I'm annoyed and irritated, I admit it


Intoxicated, animated, got me feelin' kinda lit
I'm drunk and energetic, feeling high


Contemplatin' fornicatin', might as well fuck up some shit
Thinking about having sex, might as well cause some chaos


They lookin' at me way too crazy, got me feelin' communist
They're looking at me like I'm crazy, making me feel like a communist


But I'm just tryin' to save the throne, pray for Bones, pray for Stix
I'm trying to preserve my position, pray for my friends Bones and Stix


If my album never sell, then we gon' hit that lick
If my album doesn't sell, then we'll resort to stealing


Tell Lamar, call up Cash, tell him buzz me at the Ritz
Tell Lamar to contact Cash, have him call me at the Ritz


It's the weekend, we off the deep end, you need to pray for us
It's the weekend, we're going overboard, you need to pray for us


Pills
Referencing the drug pills


Have you ever been through life's
Have you ever gone through the ups and downs of life


Challenges? Promises? Promises?
Challenges and unkept promises


Get down it, heartbreak
Get to the bottom of it, heartbreak


Let me tell the lost tell about Jacques
Let me tell the forgotten ones about Jacques


Let me tell you how I turned Scott
Let me tell you how I changed myself


How I went down on the block
How I went down to the neighborhood


Waterfall around ten o'clock
Drinking heavily around ten o'clock


And how we came up gettin' all the knots, dodgin' cops, yeah
And how we gained wealth, avoiding the police


'Fore a nigga had the locks
Before I had dreadlocks


'Fore a nigga had the chain, 'fore I had the bops
Before I had a chain or became popular


Always kept my city on me like it was a swatch
I always represent my city, like a brand of watch


Every time we in the party, took it up a notch
Every time we attended a party, we made it more lively


Now I'm thinkin' 'bout this new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh)
I'm thinking about this new girl who's popular


Wanna know my dick longer than a Pringle box
She's curious about my size


(Don't pray for love)
Don't ask for love in prayers


Tired of seein' these black kids on the face of FOX (Ohhh)
I'm tired of hearing negative news about black kids on FOX News


And fuck CNN, they don't wanna see us win (said I-)
And to hell with CNN, they don't want to see us succeed (like I said)


Mama don't you worry no no more, worry no no more
Mama, don't worry anymore


I'ma take you from the first to the ninetieth floor
I'm going to bring you to the top


You always told me what I plant, that shit gotta grow
You always taught me that what I sow, I will reap


And anything I detonate, that shit gotta blow
And anything that I ignite, it has to take off


Underrated is an understatement
Saying I'm underrated is an understatement


They tryin' to test greatness, a nigga tryin' to get paid
They're trying to challenge my greatness, but I'm just trying to make money


These niggas fiends watchin' all of my moves
These guys are addicted and watching everything I do


'Cause the music like crack on me, cookin' all day
Because my music is addictive like crack, I'm always making music


I'm right here, you know where I stay
I'm here, you know my location


And if you don't, then ask your girl, she probably know the way
And if you don't, then ask your girlfriend, she probably knows how to get here


She like my show lights, she want to be wife
She likes my flashy lifestyle, she wants to be my wife


She know that if she got me then she gon' be good for life
She knows that if she has me, she'll be set for life


So I pull out 'fore the climax
So I stop before reaching the climax


Faster than a hi-hat, sorry baby, I don't play
I pull out quickly, sorry baby, I'm not playing around


And if I did, you know my kids would be ballin'
And if I did have kids, you know they would be successful


And my daughter gon' never meet a nigga like me
And my daughter will never meet a guy like me


My niggas pull up in that Rolls-Royce
My friends arrive in a Rolls-Royce


Like they sell that coke boy, shout out to the Coke Boys
As if they sell cocaine, shoutout to the Coke Boys


They never pray for us, nobody pray for us
No one ever prays for us


Nobody pray, no, no, no, no, no
Nobody prays at all




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Mike Dean, Jacques Webster, Carlo Montagnese, Allen Ritter, Adam King Feeney, Abel Tesfaye, Ben Diehl

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