Lyrics: Weronika Gabryelczyk/Alicja Szemplińska/Sinclair Alan Malcolm
Music: Weronika Gabryelczyk/Alicja Szemplińska/Sinclair Alan Malcolm
Freedom, just freedom
Won't you give it all to me?
Lay down all my struggle
And bring back the missing piece, the missing piece of me
Lord, are you giving up on me?
'Cause I'm not giving up on me
Thought you would forgive my sins
You told me to pray (Pray)
So I gotta pray (Pray)
I gotta just pray, pray, pray
Pretty girls rock
I've been on my sh1t, now it's pretty on top
You ain't my loss, step down, take five, now I'm the boss
I'mma go, move fast
Take this style, take this class
Make that money when you run with me
They told me, go, shake that a$s
Take that off, two steps back
Why it always feel the same?
Someone come get me out of here, get me out of here
I guess I gotta fight
Till nobody can hurt ya
In my era, no more errors, so stay outta my way
Dropping all them number ones with white gloves on my hands
Honey, I'm trying to stay
Where the sky ends
Paving my own ways
With one important phrase
Pray (Pray)
Pray, yeah (Pray) (Pray)
Pray (Pray), yeah, yeah
I think you need a sip of holy water, mmm
Don't want no problems with my mother's daughter
Scared, scared
Now I guess I'm taking over
Ey, ey
Trickery ain't nothing new
Front page of your news
There ain't nothing you can't do
Nothing you can't do
In my era, no more errors, so stay outta my way
Dropping all them number ones with white gloves on my hands
Honey, I'm trying to stay
Where the sky ends
Paving my own ways
With one important phraѕe
Pray (Pray)
Pray, yeah (Pray) (Pray)
Prаy