Lyrics Prayers - Santova

(Welcome to the Culture)
Tell me that you love me (huh)
In the dirt, pouring dirt, in my tummy (huh)
Do this for my mother
All them times that we were broke, all them cries,
All them times, that we couldn't pattern up
Praying God will pattern us
Pray I'll find a way to clutch (huh, heh)
All this pain that's in my gut, turning pain right
Into art, I've been that guy from the start (No Cap)
Lost some friends,
It broke my heart when they departed (No Cap)
I'm in debt to G.O.D, he played his part
When I look up, see your eyes right in the stars,
Hurt my world when you left ours (huh, heh)
My new ting inspiration
Lets fly out do vacation
Still got some temptations, pop a pill
My heart racing
Killing pussy like Jason
Don't push me, my bro got a fye,
And he will get to Blazing (DuhDuhDuh)
Your love feels like its laced
I be geeking for ages
Knew you were the one before our conversation
You keep me above all of this scene, fake shit
Every time that we're apart
Can't wait to see your face
I know it gets real
Keep your head high, Keep pushing
Thru it
This life is a thrill,
Til the day I die just know
I'm biting through it
Tell me that you love me (huh)
In the dirt, pouring dirt, in my tummy (huh)
Do this for my mother
All them times that we were broke, all them cries,
All them times, that we couldn't pattern up
Praying God will pattern us
Pray I'll find a way to clutch (huh, heh)
Praying to the one above