

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Look I ain’t earn half this But I’m grateful for all of it (uh) [Verse 1] Used to see a dumpster Swear that’s where I’d land Thought I’d be a rumor Not a solid man Hand-me-down sneakers Dragging on the floor Heart full of anger Sleeping by the door Mama worked doubles Daddy worked nights Arguing in whispers Tried to keep it light I was in the hallway Drawing on the paint Praying to a ceiling I ain’t sure was safe [Chorus] God’s been too good More than I imagined Didn’t even ask Still the blessings started stacking I was sure I’d crash Swore I’d end up damaged Thought I’d be the trash Now I’m standing here established God’s been too good Way more than I planned He held all the pieces Till I finally understand [Verse 2] East coast winter Cold cut through the brick Hoodie for a blanket Bus came late as… this Friends hit the corner Chasing quick cash I was skipping classes Just to write raps Teacher said “You drifting You gon’ fade out fast” Whole room laughing I just played it back Now I’m in the mirror Talking to that kid Like “You ain’t what they called you You’re what grace did” Little one on my shoulder Wife in the bed Bills still scary But we always get fed I ain’t earn this peace Didn’t pray this plan Still He wrote a future In these shaky hands (yeah) [Chorus] God’s been too good More than I imagined Didn’t even ask Still the blessings started stacking I was sure I’d crash Swore I’d end up damaged Thought I’d be the trash Now I’m standing here established God’s been too good Way more than I planned He held all the pieces Till I finally understand [Bridge] Didn’t ask for mercy Still it found my face Didn’t ask for purpose Still I got this place Didn’t ask for healing Still my scars turned faith I was counting losses He was counting grace (yeah, yeah) [Chorus] God’s been too good More than I imagined Didn’t even ask Still the blessings started stacking I was sure I’d crash Swore I’d end up damaged Thought I’d be the trash Now I’m standing here established God’s been too good Way more than I planned He held all the pieces Till I finally understand
Tags
Dusty East Coast boom bap with chopped gospel choir and warm Rhodes; male vocals in the pocket, laid-back but grateful. Tight, punchy drums and a round bassline; verses stay intimate and confessional, chorus explodes with layered call-and-response harmonies and subtle vinyl crackle. Energy builds from head-nod groove to uplifted closing hook.
3:06
No
4/6/2026