Video Pray For Me de Alejandro 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Alejandro - Pray For Me Lyrics

Pray for me
Somebody pray for me
Pray for me
Somebody pray for me

I Ain’t finna hold
I almost quit some months ago
Was out my glow facing fears
I Had to face the man the mirror

As the whole world turn
I can feel the ground burn
I’m concerned that this
Earth ain’t no place for me

It’s make believe
The levels of these Matrices
Got me questioning reality
It’s breaking me

Hurting my soul
I hope somebody praying for me
Cuz trouble run through my mind
Like a pair of Satan's feet

Quite frankly
I’m jaded
Like a shade of green
These days are numbered like it’s coded
The synchronicities show it


I remember why I use to want to rap
Take me back
When I sat like a lab rat
Crafting in my room
Reciting my own poems
Them written notes in my phone
Was suppose to put me on
I wished more people noticed


And I admit it
As God as my witness
I should've been a bit more focused
Depression got me caught up in the ocean
Drowning in the deep no floating
Emotion controlling my mind


Paranoia make a sicker n****

Use the pain in my brain
To help me paint a picture
D’evils creeping round the corner
I See trigger fingers
Pistol pointed at my skull
I pray these shots don’t end me

I guess it’s still better y’all than me
I thought about ending it all last week
But it was all a dream
Anxiety playing tricks on me
Lucy out here tryna pick on me

Still gotta keep it moving
Even when my mind feel like a Tarantino movie
A wise man said
The answer to noise is music
That’s why I chose the booth
Cuz that my chance to produce it

So
Here I am
On the brink
Finna lose it

Jumping off a ledge
Head first
Imma catch myself
With a rack full of riches
Finna stack my wealth
Uncle Sam don’t give a damn
About a black man health
The same ones who care less about our welfare
The same ones Who investing into warfare
We trapped here wit cheap liquor and beer

Dope And Prescribed pills
Tame the mentally ill

It’s unreal
We taught to be workers that struggle with bills
Instead of learning how to budget
Start a business and build

There ain’t a course on being a boss
In our curriculums still
Miseducated and confused
This generation is hell

As the whole world turns
I can feel the ground burn
I’m concerned that this
Earth ain’t no place for me

It’s make believe
The levels of these Matrices
Got me questioning reality
It’s breaking me

Hurting my soul
I hope somebody out there praying for me
Cuz Trouble run through my mind
Like a pair of Satan's feet

Quite frankly
I’m jaded
Like a shade of green

These days are numbered like it’s coded
The synchronicities show it