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“By the Grace”
(Hook)
Sliding on the opps with my boys, yeah, we roll deep
Stacking all this bread, heavy pockets, we don’t fold, see
Unstoppable, we was in the streets, no cold feet
Shootouts, bullets flying past like they know me
But we grow, we evolve, time don’t slow me
Yawah changed my ways, got me moving like the old me
Out that dark place, by His grace, He done chose me
Out that hard life, now the blessings, they just flow free
(Verse 1)
Late nights, back streets, it was me and the team
Risk it all for the green, chasing half-dead dreams
Sliding, surviving, ain’t no pause in between
Heart cold, but the block hotter than it seem
Shots rang, we was ducking under moonlight
Life of sin, but my soul was in a fistfight
Getting older, start to see what the truth like
Coulda been a name on a shirt in the blue light
(Pre-Chorus)
But God had a plan, pulled me out the jam
Coulda lost my life with that thing in my hand
Started stacking bread, switched the plays, switched the stands
Now we stacking faith with the same dirty hands
(Hook)
Sliding on the opps with my boys, yeah, we roll deep
Stacking all this bread, heavy pockets, we don’t fold, see
Unstoppable, we was in the streets, no cold feet
Shootouts, bullets flying past like they know me
But we grow, we evolve, time don’t slow me
Yawah changed my ways, got me moving like the old me
Out that dark place, by His grace, He done chose me
Out that hard life, now the blessings, they just flow free
(Verse 2)
Ayy, we was spinning blocks like the world do
But you can’t outrun what your soul knew
Fast money, fast cars, but it don’t soothe
Seen the grave get closer with each bold move
But the prayers from my mama really stuck to me
Saw Yawah in the fire when they came for me
Coulda been dead, but He made a way for me
Now I slide different, peace over pain, homie
(Pre-Chorus)
Real war stories, but I’m fighting in a new fight
Trying to stack light, trying to walk right
Trying to keep my circle tight, boys see the new sight
Grace over gang ties, freedom in the true light
(Hook)
Sliding on the opps with my boys, yeah, we roll deep
Stacking all this bread, heavy pockets, we don’t fold, see
Unstoppable, we was in the streets, no cold feet
Shootouts, bullets flying past like they know me
But we grow, we evolve, time don’t slow me
Yawah changed my ways, got me moving like the old me
Out that dark place, by His grace, He done chose me
Out that hard life, now the blessings, they just flow free
(Outro)
Yeah, by the grace
All my boys made it out the race
Sliding now with purpose in the chase
Yawah pulled us from a darker place
Now we blessed
Now we blessed
