Roc Marciano - Thug's Prayer lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, come on Peace my n***a That's what I'm talkin' about Shed a thug's tear, say a thug prayer Put money in my mom's hand [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] Yo, we took money, put ‘em under the study Went from skinny to chubby in the city that's gully Back again, it's the hideous, ugly gritty McGillicutty Put the squeeze on a n***a like Silly Putty Keep the arm chunky, fingers is heavy, plus (what else?) The ring sparkle in your grill like 7 Up In the Lexus truck, dressed up, word to Dapper Dan Gold bands on the hand like Shazam (damn!) Throw a thunderbolt, rappers will somersault (uh-huh) Pelle's bu*ter soft, crabs in bu*ter sauce Perhaps let a couple off, skin bubble off Hustlin' soft, up in the loft Ain't no love lost (nah), just thug lords and drug wars (uh-huh) Big bu*t who*es to crush raw (get ‘em) Hit dust blunts and eight-inch pumps Dick s**ed, they ain't make faces crunch, the clutch got paper cuts (ugh) Nothing is sacred to us, whether it be cake crust Grape nuts, no bacon deluxe As if n***as is duct taped up and mistaken for lunch My stomach been aching for months (come on) Hands shakin' while I'm making this up, blazin' a dutch Turning the pages in my book Where c**aine is cooked we stay put, slang d** there We say a thug's prayer Yeah, shed a thug's tear, say a thug's prayer [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Uh, yeah, Monster Crack, remember that? We was young like Similac, hustle to get a stack f** giving back, ain't nobody give me jack (nothin') So a couple n***as got jacked, b**hes got smacked (come on) We was in black filling up gym bags Money spilling out, spinning out, quick, fast Live for the day, cause my time'll come and pa** (one day) Will I go out in a blast, or will I outlast? (I wonder) n***as before me that found d**h early was done dirty And most were under 30 got hit in the jersey (damn) To call a man's momma when he pa** ain't easy When she screaming “Lord have mercy!” (damn) Have you ever lost a close homie? And have to see him cold on a gurney? (hmm) You're not alone on your journey Time heals all wounds, that's what my n***a Zo told me But yet I feel so lonely (thug's prayer) Yeah, shed a thug's tear, and say a thug's prayer [Production by Roc Marciano]