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God'swill - More Grace Lyrics



God'swill - More Grace Lyrics




Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Ayy
Mayday, yeah, yeah

Payday, bruh, bruh
AK, yeah, yeah
Spray, spray, bruh, bruh
They don't play, play, nah, nah

They wear colors, yeah
They throw up gang signs, yeah
They give sights to the blind, oh
They carry me if you're frontin', oh

They come through 30 deep, oh
They take talkin' shit, oh
Yeah, yeah, they walk the streets, oh
Little kids play, oh

Bullets ricochet, oh
And broad day, oh
Something deep down the hallway, yeah
But I just wanna thank God that I'm still here, yeah

I just wanna thank God that it's no fear, yeah
I just wanna thank God for another year, yeah
I just wanna thank God, oh
I just wanna thank God, oh

Stay low, low
You already know, faux, faux
Yeah, kickin' a dodo
Yeah, just like Popo

Yeah, fighter was a good dog
But guess what, he didn't ball
Yeah, yeah, yeah, gotta guard your heart
Yeah, yeah, yeah, away from the shocks

Yeah, yeah, yeah, gotta play my part
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm callin' it an art
Yeah, yeah, yeah, singin' in the dark
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you already know it's that, faux

That, faux, that, faux
Always want the drive, that car
Always want the, that, bruh
But you already know that, bruh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, so
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go for
But know your place before you step out it
Ace, I'ma speak about it

Place, you ain't gon' know about it
Face, you ain't gon' see about it
Graze, that's gon' be about it
Yeah, yeah, this is Coles, fam

You already know the style, go, Dan
You already know I'm still Logan
Only for the Lord, yeah, ain't so spoken
This ain't no joke, man

Came a long way, yeah, yeah
Rollin' with folks, fam
Heard it on the spokes, fam
Yeah, keys on the locks, fam

Yeah
I guess it's a scale in my hands
I guess I just got the master plan
I guess I just said it in advance

Said he got snacks in the van, ooh
Yeah, it scored who
Yeah, yeah
I guess it didn't score you

Yeah, yeah
But guess what it scored me
Yeah, yeah
But I'ma still say low-key

It's all spiritual, though
This ain't physical, though, bro
So everything in the heavenly ease
It's not of the Lord

Gotta go
One consists of thousands of flights
Two consists of thousands of flights
Three consists of

Yeah, yeah
Amen
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Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Ayy
Mayday, yeah, yeah

Payday, bruh, bruh
AK, yeah, yeah
Spray, spray, bruh, bruh
They don't play, play, nah, nah

They wear colors, yeah
They throw up gang signs, yeah
They give sights to the blind, oh
They carry me if you're frontin', oh

They come through 30 deep, oh
They take talkin' shit, oh
Yeah, yeah, they walk the streets, oh
Little kids play, oh

Bullets ricochet, oh
And broad day, oh
Something deep down the hallway, yeah
But I just wanna thank God that I'm still here, yeah

I just wanna thank God that it's no fear, yeah
I just wanna thank God for another year, yeah
I just wanna thank God, oh
I just wanna thank God, oh

Stay low, low
You already know, faux, faux
Yeah, kickin' a dodo
Yeah, just like Popo

Yeah, fighter was a good dog
But guess what, he didn't ball
Yeah, yeah, yeah, gotta guard your heart
Yeah, yeah, yeah, away from the shocks

Yeah, yeah, yeah, gotta play my part
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm callin' it an art
Yeah, yeah, yeah, singin' in the dark
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you already know it's that, faux

That, faux, that, faux
Always want the drive, that car
Always want the, that, bruh
But you already know that, bruh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so, so
Yeah, yeah, yeah, go for
But know your place before you step out it
Ace, I'ma speak about it

Place, you ain't gon' know about it
Face, you ain't gon' see about it
Graze, that's gon' be about it
Yeah, yeah, this is Coles, fam

You already know the style, go, Dan
You already know I'm still Logan
Only for the Lord, yeah, ain't so spoken
This ain't no joke, man

Came a long way, yeah, yeah
Rollin' with folks, fam
Heard it on the spokes, fam
Yeah, keys on the locks, fam

Yeah
I guess it's a scale in my hands
I guess I just got the master plan
I guess I just said it in advance

Said he got snacks in the van, ooh
Yeah, it scored who
Yeah, yeah
I guess it didn't score you

Yeah, yeah
But guess what it scored me
Yeah, yeah
But I'ma still say low-key

It's all spiritual, though
This ain't physical, though, bro
So everything in the heavenly ease
It's not of the Lord

Gotta go
One consists of thousands of flights
Two consists of thousands of flights
Three consists of

Yeah, yeah
Amen
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Writer: william walker jr
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Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: william walker jr

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