"Amazing Graces" lyrics
Look yeah
Took the elevator, that shit was crowded I see a opp and try to levitate him
I'm on my body with this shit this not for recreation
.45 on me 40 a jason another shirt you be hanging for playing and making statements I'm the kid
I could teach motivation because I slid
Said they feel me when they kill him can tell that's how it is
Like if only shoot how I hit my head on the rim we stepping through once again hit helmet then hit the [?]
And watch that nigga fall
Who put your homie in the ground and who ain't slid at all? shit that's the real question
Don't think you tuff I popped that nigga in my adolesence
Man nigga fuck it dawg shoot this nigga front the reverend
We love being reckless
Just sinned again but I pray that my life a ending blessings
Yeah go down the realest gunner from the section
If blood told then I ain't fucking with him not a question
Don't give a fuck so imma add a blank to what you repping
Aye nigga.45 a hemi down, know I gotta tag you out for backing out
When its crunch time know who acting out
Like look who back around ain't this nigga tell or sum?
You know I popped a nigga with it if I sell a gun
Make sure its room up in that car I'll show you how its done
I told my bro like how you broke at least could sell a drug
I threw some extra on his head but they gone kill for luck
Count blood money in the streets my thumbs burgundy
Told heavy metal if we spin its messy murder scenes
Some niggas said they looking for me I ain't heard a thing
And yeah you talk alot but what you doing currently
Know a nigga rap good know a nigga act hood put you on a backwood can't play with me my stacks good
[?] fighting every week ima send him [?]
Felt it when they told me [?]
Aye if you need me I'm a call away
My nigga died I got his kids at least they all could play
Ain't checking shit I leave a hole in blood like all terrains
I told lil baby run it in like she was walter payton
Like now they got so much to say I knew they all was hating
I only fuck with blue hunnids think that I was racist
And bout this gangsta shit I leave your homie on the pavement
For that my choppa get to singing like amazing graces
Took the elevator, that shit was crowded I see a opp and try to levitate him
I'm on my body with this shit this not for recreation
.45 on me 40 a jason another shirt you be hanging for playing and making statements I'm the kid
I could teach motivation because I slid
Said they feel me when they kill him can tell that's how it is
Like if only shoot how I hit my head on the rim we stepping through once again hit helmet then hit the [?]
And watch that nigga fall
Who put your homie in the ground and who ain't slid at all? shit that's the real question
Don't think you tuff I popped that nigga in my adolesence
Man nigga fuck it dawg shoot this nigga front the reverend
We love being reckless
Just sinned again but I pray that my life a ending blessings
Yeah go down the realest gunner from the section
If blood told then I ain't fucking with him not a question
Don't give a fuck so imma add a blank to what you repping
Aye nigga.45 a hemi down, know I gotta tag you out for backing out
When its crunch time know who acting out
Like look who back around ain't this nigga tell or sum?
You know I popped a nigga with it if I sell a gun
Make sure its room up in that car I'll show you how its done
I told my bro like how you broke at least could sell a drug
I threw some extra on his head but they gone kill for luck
Count blood money in the streets my thumbs burgundy
Told heavy metal if we spin its messy murder scenes
Some niggas said they looking for me I ain't heard a thing
And yeah you talk alot but what you doing currently
Know a nigga rap good know a nigga act hood put you on a backwood can't play with me my stacks good
[?] fighting every week ima send him [?]
Felt it when they told me [?]
Aye if you need me I'm a call away
My nigga died I got his kids at least they all could play
Ain't checking shit I leave a hole in blood like all terrains
I told lil baby run it in like she was walter payton
Like now they got so much to say I knew they all was hating
I only fuck with blue hunnids think that I was racist
And bout this gangsta shit I leave your homie on the pavement
For that my choppa get to singing like amazing graces
