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Raider Prayer (Instrumental Version)

Shout out to the eastside

Haha, to the motherfucking westside

Haha, to the motherfucking northside

Yeah, to the motherfucking southside

It be the S.G.P. cooling out in the breeze

As I think when I drink, riding out in my G's

My G's be the goddesses, the queens of the phonk

Ass fat, all black, vicky's secret thong

My songs is for the goddesses who putting in work

At the job, come home, now she making it twerk

My style is similar to the magical smoke

Inhale every flow, smoking magical purp'

The world fucked up, so I stay low key

To avoid every drama to a certain degree

I'mma be, honest baby girl take a seat

I wanna fuck with you as I put you to sleep

I dream, every single day bout cream

While I stuff it in my pocket, sipping Alize and lean

It seem, the world would never get no better

I'm just laying with my bitch as I count this cheddar

Fuck what they say, I'mma do me (nigga I'mma do me)

All on the beat, I got the crowd singing

No time for ducking, no time for hating

Getting straight to this money, so fuck the procrastinating

Hella niggas be waiting, for me to fall

But if I get back up, just know I'm gonna ball

Sip alcohol as it burn my pain

Looking down at the town, vibing out to the rain

Fuck all the haters, they just motivators

Mind on a mill, with mansions and elevators

Got navigators, cruising just like a playa'

Picking up these bitches, and dig them like Justin Slayer

I say my prayers, when I go to sleep

Cause I know if I don't, the fucking demons gon' creep

I peep, everything, scoping out devils

The evil shit I seen, turned me into a rebel

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