Say your grace. Say your grace. Say your grace
Nigga
Wash your face nigga
Don't catch a case nigga
Say your grace. Say your grace. Say your grace
Nigga
Wash your face nigga
Don't catch a case nigga
These times these times
I roll out
These times
So f*ck the peace signs
Nigga must survive so we grind
So much harm to my mind
So much harm to that guy
No this work is not fly
Get it done then we ride
She’s fine She’s fine
But wish she weren’t mine
Can’t tell her from that line
She just wants a good time
Thinks she’s hit a gold mine
Calls me a prick whilst she wines
Heard it on the grapevine
Her neck so sick so I signed
Leave it leave it
Take the L bro leave it
Police came so we dipped
Too much heat so I’m sick
Spewing whilst I hand licks
Swear I’m done with that shit
I just pray we get rich
I just pray this ain’t it
What’s worse what’s worse
Want this life or that hearse
Ask me after this verse
Ask me when the bills hurt
Ask me when the
Boys get sent up
Boys get sent down
Doors get kicked round
I’ve run out of sounds
Say your grace. Say your grace. Say your grace
Nigga
Wash your face nigga
Don't catch a case nigga
