Trippie Redd – Pray 4 Us (Official Music Video) Trippie Redd – Pray 4 Us (Official Music Video)

Official Music Video for Pray 4 Us

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Lyrics:

I used to ponder over juvenile matters
Like, do you cherish me?
Do you desire me?
Will you ring me up as promised?
Is this truly your authentic phone number?

Yeah, you’re transparent
Bite from a snake, deadly
Woke up wearing Evisu
If you don’t wish to stay, why linger?
I’ll leave you in the rain
If you’re not part of the gang, why should I associate with you?
Like, what’s up?
More money, more love
AP, two-tone, I was outdoors with that chrome
Maybach ready to go
Look at my neck, adorned with stones
Look at my yard, littered with bones
I’m the king of the hill, my whole family is royalty, you better kneel
I don’t need to discuss respect in this game, you know the genuine
I don’t need to talk about my blessings, we know the truth
I don’t want that insincere love, it’s not genuine
There’s not much to say, love, it’s 2 a.m.
I’m crazy about your love
I go the extra mile
You know I’m pouring up, smoking on the gas
I’m a demon in the night, leaving them in the past
When I engage with that woman, she calls me dad
She says it’s the best love she’s ever had
You gotta get into your zone
You need to pursue the money, you need to achieve it quickly
Treading on everything, carrying a Glock and mask
Changing your plaid to tie-dye
Throwing up bands in G5, double C bag on TY
Don’t want to see him succeed
It’s late at night and we’re sneaking around
This is her class but I’m teaching her
Brutal stuff in my ox fur
We can take you to a doctor
You better grab a Perc
That boy is in pain, he’s hurting
Leave that girl in the dirt
Put that girl on a shirt
Gonna make things soar high
RIP Spooky, RIP 9
See an opponent, tell me his location
We’re not concerned about anything or time
Let a boy stink in tough times
Psycho, out of my mind
I think I’m Picasso, painting your ride
Red rum, hundred shots, pussy, you’re finished
Gathered the money, it was meager
Now I have a green thumb
Now I have a pair of green lungs
My mom told me the devil is a liar
My aunt is here speaking in tongues
I’ll reach the top, I’ll leap
I know I’m great but they’ll never take the plunge
My Draco got kicked so you’d better run
I’m taking a photo with my woman in the sun
That boy Michael Vick, that boy likes to run
I’m out with the gang, no clique, no squad
You know we’re the gang, you know we’re the mob