Sacrilegious

Intro:
Pray for a check
(I'm praying for the paper
I’m praying for the paper)
Pray for a sack

Pray for a check
(I'm praying for the paper
I'm praying for the paper)
Pray for a sack

Verse:
I need one, one, five, five, tens and twenty
I need me a few fifties
I’m trying to count me some Benjis
Dead presidents with blue faces
Lord front me an advance
I'll flip the pacers with patience
Even if I have to freelance
See I pray for loot every single Sunday, but
In the mail comes a bill every Monday, so I
Punch that clock or I'll
Grab that Glock
Legal or illegal
Lord just help me make that knot
With a flow or a pot , I'm hot
I'm tryna whip up a scheme
I'm a nigga rich in ambition but I still have broke nigga dreams
On a chase for the cream, nah mean
That Wu-Tang thing
I really had to hustle with my flow
This dollar and a dream
Look everything ain't what it seems
Trust and believe that
But when I come up on a lick
I'll hit and then I’ll run with that
And give some to Big mama church cause she gone demand that
But until then Lord ima need my 10 percent back, big facts

Hook:
So it’s mask off mask on until I shake this debt
I've been broke for so long, I just prayed for a check
I had a dollar and a dream but you can’t do nothing with that
So I hit my knees faithfully and pray for a sack
I said I'm super sacrilegious
I just pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Said I'm super sacrilegious
I just pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 2:
I need money right now
Tired of these hammy downs
On the homies I vow
To invest in thou
Gonna get it somehow
I pray for discretion
Jehovah my witness
I stay with Jireh that fire me weapon so
Give me the loot, give me the loot
Or I'm gone shoot yea yeah
I need your bag, I need it bad
And then I’ll scoot yea yeah
Fall or knees or
Follow my dreams yeah
What's up with cream yeah
It's time I redeem
Brothers wanna act loco
Hit them with numerous shots of the .44
Those people next-door got a little bankroll
So I'm sneaking through the window
And they better get low like Nate Dogg said or it's going to be a bloody day
Lord please forgive me if it has to go that other way
I just need a lil sack
But I ain't tryna sell a pack
Told my mama we'll find a way
Without us having to look back
Please
Money don't grow on trees
But it's green like them leaves
So them young ones on the corner tryna profit of them sticks and them seeds like

Hook:
So it's mask off mask on until I shake this debt
I've been broke for so long, I just prayed for a check
I had a dollar and a dream but you can't do nothing with that
So I hit my knees faithfully and pray for a sack
I said I'm super sacrilegious
I just pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Said I'm super sacrilegious
I just pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Pray for the paper
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Outro:
One, one, five, five
Ten, twenty, dubs
Fifty, fifty, hunnit, hunnit
Blue face love
One, one, five, five
Ten, twenty, dubs
Fifty, fifty, hunnit, hunnit
All I pray for
One, one, five, five
Ten, twenty, dubs
Fifty, fifty, hunnit, hunnit
Blue face love
One, one, five, five
Ten, twenty, dubs
Fifty, fifty, hunnit, hunnit
All I pray for