PRAY4ME

Please pray for me, pray I keep my head above the water
Don't play with me, I don't think my circle could get smaller
If it does, I'll be solo, for real, yeah
If it does, I'll be solo, for real, yeah
I remember it was only theoretical
Now I see the money through the reticle
I swear, I swear
Flip my old shit on Hollywood
I'm sure my suicide doors
Got my therapist worried
Marble on my floors, we were sitting on the curb
Okay my dawg sip on some with a Kirby hue
Okay, hula hoop, size of the circle I'm used to
Please pray for me
Pray I keep my head above the water
Don't play with me
I don think my circle could get smaller If it does I
Be solo for real Yeah If it does I be solo for real
Yeah, wait
If it does, I'll be solo, for real
Dolo, for real
I go so overkill for all my familiar
Don't got a chill, don't know what that is
I come from a place you can't have no feelings
Mr. Mrs. Smith how my bitch might switch
I fuck her like a mistress so she don't try
I know my circle's downsized, am I surprised?
Please pray for me Pray I keep my head above the water
Don't play with me I don't think my circle could get smaller
If it does, I be solo, for real If it does, I be solo, for real