[Hook:] Pray to the Gods, swear I'll pay you back And I'll fade to the black 'till the rain is back It won't change that, change that Paint on the wall 'till I really see You wanna see my face, do you really need It won't change that, change that
[Verse 1:] All white tracksuit call me young Targaryen Every time that I pull up to the bank they will hit me with no variance I'm feeling like an Aryan It’s your team that I’m burying Cash rules hit me with the gold jewels Till I'm old fool Think you're so cool with your whole crew bunch of hoe tools with the cold fuel What chu gonna do Ooh North Side lords in the court we the Ozai’s of the sport Keep your hoe eyes to the floor Every time you keep addressing my name you keep telling it short
[Hook:] Pray to the Gods, swear I'll pay you back And I'll fade to the black 'till the rain is back It won't change that, change that Paint on the wall 'till I really see You wanna see my face, do you really need It won't change that, change that
[Verse 2:] Y-3’s pumped caught flying up above keep on crying like a dove Got my girlfriend fit into my life like a glove Switching lanes now I can’t stand talking bout love When there’s so much more better things to talk about like money and drugs I mean money and hugs Keep the firewalls up catching all the fly balls up from the Internet thugs shooting Internet slugs Fly through with the haikus stick the knife through where the lies rule I’m confined to being swagged out till I’m finished Leave the game I diminished
[Hook:] x2 Pray to the Gods, swear I'll pay you back And I'll fade to the black 'till the rain is back It won't change that, change that Paint on the wall 'till I really see You wanna see my face, do you really need It won't change that, change that