Pray On Your Own Time

(Intro — talkin’ low, calm but heated)

Don’t say “love” then try to control me…

That ain’t God… that’s ego.

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(Verse 1)

You said it’s love, I can tell that it’s pride,

You talkin’ down like you sittin’ beside God.

“Self-induced” — yeah that line kinda crazy,

So broken minds just weak to you lately?

You switched addictions, just changed what you serve,

From pills to preachin’, still lost in your words.

You ain’t no healer, you just found a lane,

Now you weaponizin’ faith to invalidate pain.

You talk like you chosen, like we all beneath you,

Whole time your “truth” just somethin’ that freed you.

That don’t mean everybody gotta move how you move,

You found your peace—cool, don’t force your rules.

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(Hook — melodic, emotional but cold)

Don’t say you love me then speak like that,

That ain’t support, that’s a sneak attack.

You call it God but it sound like control,

Tryna fix my mind while you losin’ your soul.

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(Verse 2 — more aggressive)

“Pray it away,” you ain’t livin’ in truth,

Some people prayed and still died in they youth.

You talk like trauma just vanish with grace,

That’s how you push people deeper in they place.

You dropped your meds, okay clap for you,

But don’t act like that’s what everybody should do.

That mindset dangerous, I’m callin’ it out,

You speakin’ on battles you don’t know about.

You say forgiveness like it’s light work,

Try forgivin’ pain that rewired your whole world.

You ain’t been there, you just speak from a hill,

Lookin’ down on people fightin’ to heal.

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(Hook — harder delivery)

Don’t say you love me then speak like that,

That ain’t support, that’s a sneak attack.

You call it God but it sound like control,

Tryna fix my mind while you losin’ your soul.

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(Verse 3 — straight disrespect / punchlines)

Callin’ everything “demonic energy,”

That just sound like fear got the best of your memory.

You ain’t awakened, you just loud and convinced,

Talkin’ like you special when you just in the mix.

You traded one high for a spiritual rush,

Now you lookin’ down on everybody you was.

Same struggle, same pain, same fight in your chest—

Difference is you think you better than the rest.

“Beautiful babies”… don’t talk to me sweet,

Then turn around tryna humble my grief.

That fake love tone? Yeah I peeped that quick,

That’s judgment dressed up, I ain’t fallin’ for it.

You say God this, God that every line,

But God gave free will—you forgot that part, right?

You preach submission, I’m standin’ on mine,

Respect my path or stay out of my life.

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(Outro — cold, final)

Keep your prayers… I’ll talk to God myself.

I don’t need a middleman for my mental health.

You found your way? Good—walk that alone…

Just don’t come back actin’ like mine is wrong.