proud/pray - Pink Siifu

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Momma raised a King, we gon' make it through

This for my sister yo I’m proud of her

She done made it through, out the soul

Parents fighting cops rolling through

Only reason wasn’t there I had to make moves, just to make it back

Back to you

Talking to the Gods when it’s dark too

Demons in the sky tryna fall through

I done seen the fire too close to standing I ain’t supposed to

Yeah they got the rope

Praying for my folks

Dying on the road

Reaper and the smoke

Get it for my folks

Written in the stones

Back turn to wings

Wings turn to gold

Hands turn to dust right in front of you

Pray for you, see the heavens right up under you

Pray for you

If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you

Pray for me, pray for me

Pray for me, pray for me

We say that the pets gon' kill and the pets gon' preach

We read it in papers you see on teepee

Lord gentrify, can’t recognise streets

There to get by, die in their sleep

Weed legalise but dealers ain’t free

Behind cells they want me, I can tell they want me

And them demons too whispering, can’t cover, listening, I ain’t trying to,

black man mirror too true

Pain over me blue, colour me and my truth

Wonder what day, that’s soon

Know that day creep soon

Can’t let my Mamma see me in that tomb

Can’t let my Mamma see me in that tomb

Need her feet kicked up in that room

Calling my sister making sure she cool

I say I love you when I’m praying for you

She say I love you when I’m praying for you

Hands turn to dust right in front of you (pray for you)

See the heavens right up under you (pray for you)

If you my nigga you my nigga ima ride for you

Pray for me, pray for me

Rolling, still

Still, rolling

Still, still, still, rolling

Still, yo, yo, ay

On the block shop at the

Probably kill a nigga in the shower

Wash away pain, wash away stains

Blood on your hands, Instead of my skin

Scared of my pigment

Nothing ain’t the same, we ain’t on the same shit

Paint this

New Sade at the minute, dead bodies in the yard

Got a picture?

If all I ever say

Pray for my pigment, pray for my niggas

Pray for me, pray for me

Praying for my family, used to say that’s all you say

Pray

Now I feel like niggas don’t ever pray

Pray