Lyrics Pray Hard - BigXthaPlug

A little bitta magic
A little bitta smoke up in these lungs
Runnin' from the devil with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder got me this far

Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or die too young
But I don't take the credit for the good part
Blame it on my mama 'cause she prayed hard

Ay, I really made it, I'm still thankin' the Lord 'cause we was really out here hatin'
All we knew was up the score
We was tryna figure it out, but, shit, the devil kept us bored
Like should we go apply for jobs or go hit licks and rob these stores?

Still a teen, but I was growin', I learned my lessons
Mom and pops tried they best, but I was livin' young and reckless
Coulda made it out in sports but in 'em streets was too invested
Took that cell for me to get it and that changed my life forever, it's like I felt I needed

A little bitta magic
A little bitta smoke up in these lungs
Runnin' from the devil with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder got me this far

Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or die too young
But I don't take the credit for the good part
Blame it on my mama 'cause she prayed hard

Shit is crazy, things changed, but it's startin' to feel the same
The only difference is the money and this unwanted-ass fame
But my family lookin' good, got most my people out the hood
And plus, my kids is more than good, so shit, I really can't complain

We can go back in 'em stores and buy the stuff we couldn't afford
'Cause now I'm headlinin' these tours, it's like this music shit was for me
I get paid to tell my story, plus my fans truly adore me
I like this lane, I think it's for me, I just know my mama prayed for

A little bitta magic
A little bitta smoke up in these lungs
Runnin' from the devil with my guitar
Angel on my shoulder got me this far

Had to make it happen
Go and touch the sky or die too young
But I don't take the credit for the good part
Blame it on my mama 'cause she prayed hard