Must Be Praying

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