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[Intro – Soft Piano, Birds, and Windchime Sounds]
(Batiste hums softly under the chords.)
Morning light on the levee.
The kind that don’t blind — it heal.
I used to pray for more.
Now I pray for enough.
(Brass sigh fades in like a sunrise.)
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[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne]
🎶
Thank God for the bruise before the bless,
For the chaos that taught me rest.
For every “no” that led me near,
And every silence that brought me here.
I seen angels in unpaid bills,
Mercy cookin’ in windowsills.
Even loss look holy in hindsight rain,
Goldleaf gratitude cover my pain.
🎶
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[Hook – Batiste + Choir + Wayne]
🎶
Goldleaf gratitude, shine through scars,
Turn cracked glass into stars.
We still rise, slow and true,
Painted in gold, me and you.
🎶
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[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]
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I used to curse what I couldn’t fix,
Now I bless it — that’s the remix.
Every storm a melody line,
Every hurt just sharpened my rhyme.
Jon on the keys like he talkin’ to grace,
Trumpet hum tears from a holy place.
We don’t earn the light, it choose,
To find its way through broken hues.
🎶
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[Bridge – French & English Harmony]
🎶
La vie n’est pas parfaite, mais elle brille,
(Life ain’t perfect, but it shines.)
La lumière aime les fissures,
(The light loves the cracks.)
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(Wayne ad-libs softly: “Yeah… that’s where He get in, huh.”)
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[Hook – Choir Expansion, Brass Warm]
🎶
Goldleaf gratitude, fold my fears,
Turn my doubt into souvenir.
I don’t need wings, just proof I flew,
Even if I fell — I grew.
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[Verse 3 – Spoken / Wayne Over Soft Piano]
I been low, I been lost, I been lucky.
But even the bad days got rhythm.
Ain’t no wasted time when your soul stay tuned.
Every second’s a lyric God ain’t done with yet.
🎶
I’m still singin’ with the same old crew,
Saints, strangers, me, and you.
🎶
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[Final Hook – Choir, Batiste, and Horns Bloom]
🎶
Goldleaf gratitude, shine right through,
Even the dark got golden hue.
Heaven ain’t far, it’s in our view,
Every breath a “thank you.”
🎶
(Choir repeats softly: “Every breath a thank you…”)
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[Outro – Batiste Spoken / Piano Fade]
Gratitude ain’t quiet — it hums.
Listen close.
That’s the sound of still bein’ here.
(Piano drifts into light; trumpet holds one tender note like a halo.)
Details
GeneratedNov 12, 2025
Duration3:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
Piano, upright bass, muted trumpet, 808 brush, organ pad, gospel choir hums, acoustic guitar, light claps.
Credits
Prompt byMisterV
ModelAria v5
