Текст песни Pray for a Key - Future

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' whine on your shirt
Went on a stain after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights working inside the kitchen
Driving in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' whine on your shirt
Went on a stain after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights working inside the kitchen
Driving in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
Hanging in the trap where I learned to hustle, yeah
Flex, I done doubled up my cup
Can't explain the way I grind, can't explain it (Don't change up)
Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I'm famous
Been posted up with the murder squad [?]
Stay low in the cut, had to fake it 'til a nigga made it
I'm the same nigga I've been, every single day, I'm getting faded
I was gettin' it in times ten when the police raided
Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
They can't tell I was vicious when I was treacherous
I could've failed, I turned it up and went executive (Pluto, yeah)
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' whine on your shirt
Went on a stain after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights working inside the kitchen
Driving in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
I been havin' bitches starstruck, don't get in your feelings
I been countin', oh yeah, I'ma keep it a trillion
Changing up velocity, because of curiosity
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist
Pick any car you want, it's like you hit the lottery (Woah, woah)
Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity
Niggas can't be fucking with you, they just like burnin' me
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (Super)
I need a down, purse fat like a sumo, keep it one thousand
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' whine on your shirt
Went on a stain after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights working inside the kitchen
Driving in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes