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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Used to hug that block, huh
[low vocal register] Thought I’d die right there
Till He pulled me out
[Verse 1]
Mama cried over late-night sirens
Plastic plates, cold rice, no guidance
Stash in the vent, scale on the Bible
Prayed for survival, heart on idle
Concrete jungle, hand on my shirt
Eyes on the alley, waiting for hurt
Every lil knock, thought it was the feds
Every single friend, coulda been dead
[Chorus]
From the trap to the tomb, He rolled that stone
Pulled me out the dark, made the block my throne
I was knee-deep, knee-deep, lost in the world
Now I stand ten toes with a banner unfurled
Jesus in my corner when the pain got real
Turned a hard life story to a signed, sealed deal
From the trap to the tomb, yeah, He changed my fate
I don’t run from the light, I run through the gate (woah)
[Verse 2]
Used to keep work in the baby stroller
Now I keep tracks of the grace that wrote us
Young boy posting by the corner store
Pocket full of anger, wanted more and more
Judge gave time to my day-one partner
Thought, “Next up, I’m the next one chartered”
Then I heard truth in a one-room church
Tears hit the floor, blood on the shirt
Hands in the air, chain on my neck
Cross on the wall cut through my chest
Felt that love that I never did earn
Whole block hot, but my soul made a turn (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Hands up high in the midnight rain
Same old block, brand new brain
Still hear shots, still see chalk
But I walk with the Rock when the demons talk
“Why you change?” they ask, I laugh
I ain’t tryna be a ghost in a photograph
He gave peace I could never go flip
So I ride with the Word on my hip (hey!)
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 3, 2026
Duration3:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark Southern trap gospel, male vocals. Moody Memphis-style bells and spaced-out pads over deep 808s and crisp hi-hat rolls. Verses ride a laid-back but menacing pocket, ad-libs tucked wide. Hook explodes with stacked chant vocals and distorted bass, subtle choir stabs in the back. Drops use stop-start drums and sub swells to spotlight testimony lines., hip hop, world
Credits
Prompt byMcSpoot
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Hard life in the streets. Jesus changed my world.
Rap, Hip Hop, 808s, TR-808s, Memphis Style, Southern Trap, Trap-Influnced, Hi Hats, Scouse
