Lyrics DMX Prayer - Remix - Zakwe , Blaklez , Tshego , Emtee , Jay Hood

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
I climb, through the darkest of my days and I strived
Wouldn't try me now I swear you gon' die
Fuckin' with my shit is on site (Is on site, yeah, yeah) Yeah
North West nigga I'm in this bitch
All my niggas we in this bitch

By any means we finna get rich
9-10 niggas, we hittin' that lick
Nigga we lit, top 5 in your list
We ain't really doing that talking
Used to be broke guys walking (Now the money keep calling)

I was on the tracks, I was rising
Now I'm on their necks like a [?]
Now I'm on the phone getting milage
Whole bunch of lense, silence
Plenty bands, profits

Bustin' out my pockets
Poppin' like a locket
The plug and the socket (Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
I figured it out, it wasn't that hard
You stuck in the clouds, I knew from the start

I come from the stars, on my, God
I hit all the marks, I made it this far
When I was on spark, I was in the dark
You niggas just bark, I move like a shark, yeah, yah

I'm just checking my moves, I switch 'em like a ball player
We ain't had no money, never used to ball, player
Living through hope and luck, my homey it was all prayer
All prayer and we hoping that the Lord save us

You gotta get up, get on up
Just tell them get up, get on up
Y'all need to get up, get on up
You gotta get up, get on up

(Ah Yes)
Used to get guap from my mama and them
Back when getting success was a problem
Probably dig myself a grave if I don't win
Spill emotions, liquor, nothing's bottled in

I'm leading from the front, the rest is following
I Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing
(Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing)
Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing

Be a bunch of Steven Biko kids
Making sure y'all can see a Steven Biko lives
On the boom box, with the beat on it
Lil 2pac, juice sweet on it

Don't sleep on it, you might just bleed on it
If you ain't qualified,
Don't speak on it (If you ain't qualified, don't speak on it)
If you ain't qualified, don't speak on it
Preacher say "I wanna pray with ya"
But I think he just tryna take pictures

Friends are switching like shape shifters
Don't entertain it, that's they business
I've been through it all, you ain't got enough stress on me
Don't get involved, we came up from nothing
We gon' get it all

Though I've never been to jail, I speak through the bars
Personification of being a art.
Using my hands, the voice and my palm
Been through the trenches, look at my scars
That's why I got "Freedom" tatted on my arm

Ay, no other choice I gotta go in (Gotta go in)
It's never easy to win
Many sayin' "He fell off", is you doing better than him?
I fill my cup to the brim
Make sure my youngin' is clean
You hatin' on me but [?]
You wasn't with me in the gym
Taught you everything you know
No cap, we was close

You better deal with it (You better deal), yeah I'm the GOAT
Stop all that talking and make the approach
If you're a player then I'm a coach
Ridin' my wave with your lil' biddy boat
Fuck what they sayin', I'm staying afloat

Before you win, you gotta go through the most
Plan graves before making a toast
Swerve lanes before making the dough
You better get it and go

Gotta thank you for holding me down
I am the realest around
It ain't no holding me down, we running shit in the South, yeah

I'm just checking my moves, I switch 'em like a ball player
We ain't had no money, never used to ball, player
Living through hope and luck, my homey it was all prayer
All prayer and we hoping that the Lord save us
You gotta get up, get on up
Just tell them get up, get on up

Y'all need to get up, get on up
You gotta get up, get on up
Yeah
Never stand in my way, I'm chasing the bread
I turn the heat up on the beat then you niggas are toast
I was born to be great, that's a lil diagnose
Every verse that I spit, is a certified quote

Mama told me that I gotta tell it how it is in the game
You ain't gotta be a player, be a coach
And never play away from home, you gotta be a host
Even if you draw, you gon' win by default, uh
You see what I did?

The OGs getting schooled by a kid, nigga it is what it is
My punchlines turn a whack song into a hit
You niggas never gon' last, you gon' pass with the wind
You see, a lot of people in the game got a lot of greed
Never wanna see the young kid succeed
But I'ma do it on my own til I get there
It's a long way to the top and I take stairs

You niggas lost in the wave, need some new hair
Sleeping on the kid, then you're gonna get nightmares
Pray to God one day, I be a billionaire
See mama live her life with no stress
Cut her half everytime I get a lil cheque
Ain't got money so my time is my invest

You hatin' on me!? Man, I couldn't care less
Most y'all niggas fake like the chains on your neck
Coming from the bottom, only thing I was afraid of was death
We got gunshots more than a cheque

I got a little brother and a little sister I gotta protect
I chase dreams, I don't even gotta rest
Everytime they hear me on the beat, niggas clap hands
That should be a sign that I'm coming up next
Never had chains but I had bars,

So I'm in the streets, that's the only thing that I'm gonna flex, yah