Текст песни Must Be Praying - Jermaine Hussein

My homie said I don't know where you are on your spiritual journey but you must be praying
The fact you still sane after all the shit you been through
Is even hard for me to understand

Picking up the pieces
International stamps on the visas
When your heart broke, It aint no anesthesia
Turn nothing to an empire like Caesar
Got bread off the green like croutons off a ceasar
Used to get $5 pies from Lil Ceasars
Now I'm shooting dice with my bride in the Ceasars
That's the difference between you and me
The only opps I'm riding around looking for is opportunities
Can't spell opportunity without the unity
We want the residuals, anew with the annuities
You Still gotta keep a stick in my community
The tips that came with this semi auto aint gratuity
Creating perpetuity from ingenuity
Heirrogant affluently, Heirrogance influenced me
Preferably, let's do this shit congruently
Last of dying breed, it ain't no continuity (nah)
It be same ones that said it wasn't no switching up
Catch em at the right angle & shit get perpendicular
Niggas ain't credentialed to deliver this curriculum
It's time to turn that paper in nigga check the syllabus
Think twice before you get belligerent
Fuck around and end up underground with Queen Elizabeth
We doing numbers over here, this Arithmetic
I'm ill and I'm lit but I aint ever been illiterate
Help is what you better get
For my bread, for my cheese
I got heat nigga this a mozzarella stick
Thank God I got to see today
Didn't Need the ye
Black getting money off the white we call that zebra cake
But I know will go bad, so fast
Have you in the feds writing letters from the notepad
Meanwhile I'm moving state to state like a nomad
International flights round the world with a ho bag
Uh More stamps on the passports
Know we got gas you aint gotta check the dashboard
You Know I gave it to em like they asked for it
You want a verse from me you gotta pay cash for it
Nah, I don't want the street cred
Being a real nigga aint the reason that my seeds fed (uh uh)
But I'm still one, real one
From the ground up I had to build something
Got shelter need food, I might have to kill something
Bring it home to the fam, I might have to grill
Something
Cup runneth over I might spill something
Selective outrage cuz if a nigga
Speaking on my wife then I might have to Will something
We can get loose but I might drill something
30 inch sew-in on the glock from Brazil or something (HaHaha)
That's Brazilian
Mind on a meal and a million
Grown man rap nun uh this aint for the children
I can see them hating throwing shade like pavilions
Nigga said he wasn't a snake, he must be a Chameleon
Soon as they start hissing It get catastrophic
Parabolic, I run through these bars like an alcoholic
They say the first step to solving a problem is
To admit you have one it's obvious that I got em
We obviously from the bottom but still we out in Nevada
Top floor of the Sahara, when you bring my bottles
Please leave the sparklers cuz
We don't want no more attention
Some of the shit they celebrating we won't even mention
If it's bouta the business then you we in attendance
If you try me they gon have to celebrate remembrance

My homie said I don't know where you are on your spiritual journey but you must be praying
The fact you still sane after all the shit you been through is even hard for me to understand
He said, I don't know where you are on your spiritual journey my nigga
But you must be praying, damn