Kwesta - Pray Hard ft Reason Lyrics
verse 1 [Kwesta]
I told my mother don't cry
This the shit that we been fighting for
She said "don't worry you'll be top five"
I looked at her and asked "what for?"
You complaining that I'm never home
But keep me in your prayers and I'll never stray
I know they said your kid will never blow
But since you only taught me love I let 'em hate
A plus when the Devil tests
Defeat the evil that I ran into
I tried to tell them that I was the best
But I remember you told me that people hate the truth
So should I keep it to myself Ma?
Hell no, that would mean I'm undermining you
Cause without any man's help Ma
You turned a child a child into a star
And i'm proud of you
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B**** I'm from K1 that's why the flow is harder
Momma prayed hard, I gotta go harder
F*** what the fame brings I tryin' to get paid b****
To all my haters all I got to say is
Thanks For The Motivation (x2)
Get your glass up b****, It's a celebration
I took all your hate and made it my motivation
verse 2 [Reason]
Word, Have you ever heard of spy land?
Nyaope made it Thailand
Young lad smoking Taiwan 'til the highlands
And realize that the pain has never left like a right hand
Momma raised a wise man
I let the Lord architect my life and sent him all the right plans
I'm hoping that this rap can get me my land
So I can build a mansion with some doctors just for my dad
Write a bar aiming for my half a bar
Just because next to Khuli I feel like I'm half a star
He was here when I was learning how to write a song
Now we at the parking lot talking about we need to tour
Lord, wondering why you took so long to respond
To a call coming from the son of God
Took me all this time to afford these son of Mars
Now I'm liable to have my own kicks like Jean-Claude
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Now lemme show you the reason for this quest-a , sorry about that
verse 3 [Kwesta]
Uh, whassup whassup bashana bam
Mina? ntwana ndwadla kugxwala bantwana
Nina? shut the f*** up nge gama lam'
Ngoba kona uzo nyamalala, Kona uzo nya amagalale
(Stipa) It's the king till the flight lands
(Ek se) We gotta win baba goddamn
(Damn It) Yea the team's got the right plan
Now go get us the magazine and you might be the hype man
Tell your peers that we're a sick sight
We some cats that leave cats with more scratches than chick fights
And this might hurt a little, swallow flows burp a little
Heard a little of your work cause you just work a little
And we heard a little of your worth, you just worth a little
Little did you know your work makes us wanna murder little
Rappers trying to spit bheka
Boy it don't get better
We get dough to make sure cheese boys don't get cheddar
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[Reason]
God body take, let's go home
[Kwetsa]
And I'm proud of you
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