Grace

Turn me up in the headphones

Uh

I need yo grace

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I need yo grace

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Hmm

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I wrote these lines breaking down in a backwood

Body cold but she know that I crack good

I get privileges just cause I rap good

Still pray to God I won't click if he act hood

Head on a swivel

Cause niggas been scheming

Soldiers strapped

Best offense is a defense

Fighting trauma but calling it demons

Been on that road

Early mornings to evenings

I can't lend you no time if I know that you wasting

Living the life that these niggas be dreaming

I still keep that 9 on my waist

& these Psalms in my face

Breaking bread

Holy body

I'm eating

I need yo grace

So I'm seeking the sound of yo voice and yo face

See, I need yo grace

Cause these niggas gone plot but they never gone take

See, I need yo grace

So I still keep a 9 to the side of me

Though you still guiding my steps

I will blow like a ref

Cause these niggas won't take my autonomy

I'm just a nigga who loving in passion

But my lovers find light in my ashes

I'm needing action

Shorty say she love me

But I know she just want my attachment

I used to go to her crib, just to crack

By the time she look back, I was back in my classes

Used to link up with Mico & Gavin

Ain't had no whip but I knew where the gas is

I been fighting my pride cause these niggas want static

Carry this ratchet

Won't bury this hatchet

Treat the 9 like a shorty

Just know when we link up

I'm loading her up and putting her in the mattress

So I need yo grace

So I'm searching the sound of yo voice and yo face

See, I need yo grace

Cause these niggas gone plot but they never gone take

See, I need yo grace

Still keep that 9 on the side of me

I know you still guiding my steps

But I'll blow like a ref

Cause these niggas won't take my autonomy

I need yo grace

Word

Potna I'm a product of faith

Mom used to tell me the Lord is my Shepherd

Word in my psalms, world in my palms no mistake

Remember skipping my lectures

Chasing the fun, blowing the funds with no breaks

Where I'm from

We ain't used to have none of nun

And these hoes got particular tastes

From slap box at the park for the fade

Niggas tote guns on they waist it's insane

Internet upping the stakes

You clear your cache

But no cleaning the slate, at this state

Easy to get stuck in your ways

When everyone lie to your face and tell you it's safe

Got these kids projecting thing that they ain't

[you ain't gotta lie to kick it my nigga

Unfamiliar niggas in the picture

Check who rolling with you

Insufficient funding for the figures

You ain't know the difference

Extendo that I need no cosmetologist could've fix up

Mention that it don't even fall on me

Lord

I lift up

I need yo grace

So I'm searching the sound of yo voice and yo face

See, I need yo grace

Cause these niggas gone plot but they never gone take

See, I need yo grace

Still keep that 9 on the side of me

I know you still guiding my steps

But I'll blow like a ref

Cause these niggas won't take my autonomy

I need yo grace

So I'm searching the sound of yo voice and yo face

See, I need yo grace

Cause these niggas gone plot but they never gone take

See, I need yo grace

Still keep that 9 on the side of me

I know you still guiding my steps

But I'll blow like a ref

Cause these niggas won't take my autonomy

I need yo grace