Lyrics
Yeah, she said she met the Devil in Miami, I told her I'ma pray for her
Mama wanna see her boy get a GRAMMY, she told me I need to pray for it
I done turned that woman to a granny, and Lord knows I was waitin' on it
I don't really think they understand me, that's the reason I stay in my own lane for it
She told me I remind her of her daddy, but I ain't ask no questions, it's whatever
Say she wanna live life on the edge, well, baby, what you waitin' for?
It's time to make a toast, make a pledge, bet you it was everything we was made for
I knew I'd be a winner before I was dead, shit, I was good after like take four
Tryna get this shit perfect in my head, I ended up gettin' it right on take four
If God take my soul, then I'll be okay, but every day I'm beggin' him not to take yours
She say, she say she met the Devil in Miami
And I told her that I'd pray for her
All the things I'd do to make you happy
The amount that I would pay for it
Yeah, she said she met the Devil in Miami, I told her I'ma pray for her
Mama wanna see her boy get a GRAMMY, she told me I need to pray for it
I done turned that woman to a granny, and Lord knows I was waitin' on it
I don't really think they understand me, that's the reason I stay in my own lane for it