From the struggle I was praying for a meal
Doing music I was praying for a deal
In the church I told Jesus keep it real
Then I blew up he told me I had to chill
I need praise
Yeah
Everyday I need praise
Yeah
Yeah I be grinding for some praise
Yeah
Just bow down and give me praise
Yeah yeah
Yeah I need praise
Nigga was up in the street
I didn't have nothing to eat
Now I'm the truth
I'm up in the booth
You see that I'm cuffing a beat
Used to be cuffing the heat
Used to be hugging the streets
Burner be under the sheets
Momma be cooking up brazy
I had to stay for a meal
I had to get dressed with the lights off
I had to pay for the bills
Niggas be praying for millions
I had to pray for the real
Yeah
Nigga was up on the bus
I had to pray for the wheels
Now niggas up in the bank
Whhoooo
I just be spending and spending
Yeah
Guessing them prayers was working
Cause now nigga winning and winning
Everyday I'm thanking Jesus
Cause music be getting me paid
And I be thanking my momma
Cause music be getting me laid
I'm thanking my daddy for giving me hands cuz nobody giving me fades
Fuck all the hype I got on the mic them niggas be giving me praise
Thank God for my squad don't fuck with us cause they ride
Two burners plus new money plus new whip is like praise God
From the struggle I was praying for a meal
Doing music I was praying for a deal
In the church I told Jesus keep it real
Then I blew up he told me I had to chill
I need praise
Yeah
Everyday I need praise
Yeah
Yeah I be grinding for some Praise
Yeah
Just bow down and give me praise
Yeah yeah
Yeah I need praise
I need praise and not no clout
You should know what I'm about
I been grinding since a younging
I been bold and never pout
Ouch I fall get right back on my feet now
Look up to God pick my chin up hope he looking down
I'm a thug
Been that way since mean mugs
But Jesus gave me patience to give niggas shoulder shrugs
I been known to show the love
But it' not what it was
I'm not in the clubs
Unless there was a plug
On this music and I use it
Disadvantage what it was
Now it isn't
At the bank
Give me space to do my Doug
I been known to cut a rug for the praise up above
I don't need no drug and I don't need to chug
I'm just doing what I do for my babies
On bended knees yeah I teach them how to praise him
Still I struggle but have never been lazy
At the edge of the bed catch me praising
From the struggle I was praying for a meal
Doing music I was praying for a deal
In the church I told Jesus keep it real
Then I blew up he told me I had to chill
I need praise
Yeah
Everyday I need praise
Yeah
Yeah I be grinding for some praise
Yeah
Just bow down and give me Praise
Yeah yeah
Yeah I need praise