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Come on, let's pray Dear Lord Please forgive us for all the sins we have brought upon us And look down upon us with forgiveness For all the sins we will have in the future I know you understand that niggas ain't perfect But we try, Lord We try to keep our heads up in bad times This is a bad time Show us the way And if you can't show us the way Then forgive us for bein' lost (Brr, brr) Yeah, fire (Talk to these niggas, king) (Talk to these niggas) Yeah, uh-huh (Woo) Look, yeah Big ass drum on the bottom of the strap (Fah, fah) Somebody gettin' whacked, DrumWork, bitch (Brr) Got that D.W. stampеd on every slab, DrumWork, bitch (Talk to 'em) Big ass drum on thе bottom of the strap Somebody gettin' whacked, DrumWork, bitch (Brr) Got that D.W. stamped on all the slabs, DrumWork, bitch (Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo) DrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch (Ayy), DrumWork, bitch Letras de cancionesDrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch It's DrumWork bitch (Yeah) We livin' in an unfortunate time (Uh-huh) Before I recorded a line, I snorted a line (Sniff) Bitch on the internet tryin' to say her daughter was mine (Woo) That's like me goin' to a restaurant orderin' swine (Hahaha) Niggas that pocket watch never offered a dime (Not at all) My grass is greener on this side 'cause I'm waterin' mines I'm God in my bitches eyes, I'm sort of divine Ayo, Big Ghost, send me a batch, bro, we're slaughterin' times I spit it for the real niggas if you solid, salutations (For real, nigga) In my city, niggas'll clip for a violation (Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo) I was waitin' for my turn to come, yeah, I was patient (Uh-huh) That's when I just said "Fuck it" and I decided to take it (Talk to these niggas) A product of my environment, the bottom of basements (Uh-huh) Some conditions I grew up, we was highly hellacious A part may not even space you, I jump out of the spaceship One-hunnid thousand my bracelet (Talk to 'em) That bitch said she don't suck no dick, oh, you wylin', you basic Now I don't answer back her texts and I got a replacement (Ah) A hunnid 'thou to see me rock on them stages People line up 'cause they gotta see greatest Multimillionaire from the shit that I draw on these pages (Uh-huh) Most of these niggas just replicatin' the operation (Woo) So that mean these new rappers merely just my creation It's safe to say that I exceeded all my calculations So tell me "Congratulations", bitch (Ha) Big ass drum on the bottom of the strap (Fah, fah) Somebody gettin' whacked, DrumWork, bitch (Brr) Got that D.W. stamped on every slab, DrumWork, bitch (Talk to 'em) Big ass drum on the bottom of the strap Somebody gettin' whacked, DrumWork, bitch (Brr) Got that D.W. stamped on all the slabs, DrumWork, bitch (Boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo, boo) DrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch (Ayy), DrumWork, bitch DrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch, DrumWork, bitch It's DrumWork bitch (Hahaha) Yeah, haha You know you niggas still can't fuck with me, nigga I'ma let off the gas a lil' bit, haha And they still can't catch up to this shit, nigga From Letras Mania