This is a song about "Grind and pray"

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

And pray that we need never pray for closure/

Pray you rich in confidence, now i'm paying you mind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

And i now it seems like god never answers when you pray,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Why does every rapper say you have to hustle and grind

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

People know not but still they grind and work like robots,