PrayForMyCity - Danny B.

I’m gods angel

This gods gift

A wordsmith

No Bruce Wayne

These skills can’t be purchased

My pen game on cocain

I work wrists

I go sick when I pop corks and sip fifths

Nerd from a city where dope boys and thots chill

Smell of paper mills, make me wanna get paper still

Stay 10 toes

Because If not

Might lose limbs

But make it out that rubble the bluff only produce gems

I want to be «One of the Greatest» Shawty

S/O Tim

And date Ms. Nia Long, My love Jones

S/O Jim

Jumping through hoops for these star’d roofs and Yeezy boosts

Used to want a Yeezy boost, But now I’m cool as Yeezy too

Child you a rose

Don’t let concrete beat you

Lil homie, you a soldier

Don’t let just streets teach you

Dream about it, pray about it

Work till ya breakthrough

Show you, Grow you, Teach you

Baby that’s what mistakes do

Man pray for my city

They get to litty

They run up in yo crib and shots ain’t shot at yo ceiling

Youngins prolly catch a case before they start catching feelings

Where it’s only a few choices, either Tyson or dealing

I’m yelling «Pray for my city!»

They get to litty

They all trying to turn all they 10s into 20s

Then they trying to turn all they 20s to 50s

Imagine what they’ll do to upgrade that to benjies

I’m yelling «Pray for my city!»

«Pray for my city!»

«Pray for my city!»

«Pray for my city!»

Aye, Baby steps count for something

Can’t go from crawling to jumping

Remember having nothing

I ain’t complacent with something

I want to be the flyest I ain’t complacent with jumping

I want to be LeBron

I ain’t complacent with Shumping

(Bridge)

I be yelling «Bless Up!»

Until my cup it overflow

Trying to make it to the top

You know we started from the flow

We can clean this mess up

We can start today with go

Leave them haters in the dust

Cuz they only blowing smoke

I see us shining

The city might just have rougher diamonds

It’s getting brighter

No eclipse

It’s all aligning

A rolex on GODs wrist

That’s perfect timing