[Intro]
Yeah…
They said this block would be my coffin.
God said this block would be my assignment.
[Verse 1]
Used to walk these streets with a chip on my tooth,
Pocket full of pride, no time for the truth.
Corner like a courtroom, homies as the jury,
Liquor store altar where we worshipped fury.
Sirens like lullabies over concrete nights,
Mama on her knees tryna hold me tight.
Told God, “If You real, why You let this be?”
He said, “I bled in a worse hood than these.”
Dice game late with a gun in the bush,
Whole life livin’ on a one-breath push.
Thought I was a wolf with a gold-front grin,
Just a scared little boy in a world full of sin.
Then I heard a Name cut through my smoke,
Like a cop car light through a dead-end joke.
“Son, you can die where you stand in shame,
Or you can live and carry My Name.”
[Hook]
I got God in my section now,
No flag, no set, just a nail-scarred crown.
Used to run from the light, now I walk in it,
Every step on this block got the cross in it.
Yeah, they know what it is when I pull up slow,
Ain’t flashin’ no steel, just grace on go.
If you lookin’ for a way out, I know that route—
God in my section, that’s what I’m ’bout.
[Verse 2]
Homies said, “You switched up,” yeah, that’s right,
I’m not dyin’ for a street sign fight.
Seen real ones cry at a hospital bed,
Whole room silent when the doc said “dead.”
You can call it soft till the bullets come near,
Everybody hard till they taste that fear.
But I met a King who ain’t run from the hit,
Took the full clip, never fired one bit.
He ain’t bang no hood, He bled for the globe,
From the gutter to the throne in the same torn robe.
Told me, “Put that anger down, that’s a fake crown,
Let Me build you up while I break you down.”
Now I’m out here prayin’ where I used to sin,
Same old corners, brand new Him.
I ain’t perfect, but I’m planted, I ain’t playin’ pretend,
I’m a witness with a story and a real Best Friend.
[Hook]
I got God in my section now,
No flag, no set, just a nail-scarred crown.
Used to run from the light, now I walk in it,
Every step on this block got the cross in it.
If you lookin’ for a way out, I know that route—
God in my section, that’s what I’m ’bout.
[Outro]
Same streets, new story,
Same block, new glory.
