Head Up, Hands High

[Verse 1]
I was stuck in my head, cold in my chest
Arguing with my past, losing my rest
Then my mama said, “Baby, just breathe”
“God got a plan you ain’t gotta yet see”
Kitchen light on, bills on the table
Still she blessed the food, called us all grateful
Hands on my shoulders, prayer in the air
Hope in her voice like it came from up there
[Chorus]
Head up, hands high
Even when the well runs dry
I got my faith, I got my tribe
We gon’ make it out alive
Heart broke, still I
Lean on love when I can’t see why
As long as my family by my side
I got hope I can’t hide
[Verse 2]
I remember those nights, couch as my bed
Dreams in the dark, doubts in my head
Uncle on the phone, “I’m on that way”
Showed up, gave hugs, stayed and prayed
We laughed through the pain, cried till it passed
Turned every setback into a class
Now I talk to the kids when they feel that storm
Tell ’em, “You ain’t alone, you’re already reborn”
[Chorus]
Head up, hands high
Even when the well runs dry
I got my faith, I got my tribe
We gon’ make it out alive
Heart broke, still I
Lean on love when I can’t see why
As long as my family by my side
I got hope I can’t hide
[Bridge]
I’ve been low, I’ve been lost (yeah)
Still that grace covered cost (amen)
Every scar, every tear that I cried
Turned to a map leading me to the light
So when the fear start talking loud
I remember that living room crowd
Voices raised, one name on our tongue
We already won, we already won (hey!)
[Chorus]
Head up, hands high
Even when the well runs dry
I got my faith, I got my tribe
We gon’ make it out alive
Heart broke, still I
Lean on love when I can’t see why
As long as my family by my side
I got hope I can’t hide

rap, Warm gospel-rap hybrid with male vocals, piano-driven chords, and a laid-back boom-bap pocket. Organ swells and stacked choir hooks lift each chorus; verses stay intimate with subtle bass and rimshot groove. Final hook adds claps and ad-libbed call-and-response, energy rising from reflective to triumphant., gospel