Grace Lyrics

I been stuck between a good and a bad place

Sometimes I ain't even have no food but I had grace

You know what they say good dudes finish last place

Stuck up in a box you can't grow if you ain't have space

Latley I been feelin like I'm lost and I can't stay

Reason for the music I go hard like my last day

Growing up I said I love my homies you said that's gay

Now you grown up you love your homies you say that's gang

I can't fall in love with any bitch ain't got my last name

Tryna take my time But life done put me in this fast lane

Put you on my back get the bag fuck the back pain

Told you ima make it If I didn't they'd say that's lame

Reason I been Distant cause I'm different they say times changed

If Satan made an offer on your soul what's your price range

Is it really worth it for a show and a nice chain

Heart been feelin like the north pole ice ice baby

Ice spice a lil bad bitch I spy baby

Tell me yes or no keep it real I don't like maybes

Audi Beamer Bently and a Benz that's a nice cedes

I've been tryna talk to god but only one reply is hades

Guess I go to hell just for fucking all these nice ladies

Oh well get well don't dwell you get one life baby

Prevail don't fail Show tell Just watchu got baby

No L hoe tell Made bail I'm livin life baby

Tell me how you feelin

I been going hard I'm from the floor I had to raise the ceilin

Know my mama had six kids but she ain't ever raise her children

I done damn near raised myself and every single one my siblings

Should be eating like some pilgrims but this life ain't that forgiving

Might as well just go to hell cause I know nobody in heaven

Need my blicky need some liquor need some Sticky call a reverend

Call this living but we sinnin digging deeper holes than prison

I been stuck between a good and a bad place

Sometimes I ain't even have no food but I had grace

You know what they say good dudes finish last place

Stuck up in a box you can't grow if you ain't have space

Latley I been feelin like I'm lost and I can't stay

Reason for the music I go hard like my last day

Growing up I said I love my homies you said that's gay

Now you grown up you love your homies you say that's gang