Grace

This shit was really 20 years up in the making God made me stronger By testing my patience Cuz I really thought that I should've been signed When I was 13... When I was rapping bout science And educational things But I done grew up I ain't gone cap like I'm not a nerd But once things for certain baby I'm good with these words Similes and verbs Metaphors And analogies... I remember when everybody used to laugh at me Now I'm catching bodies Casually Not on some thug shit But on some love shit To fly On some dove shit To hot to handle On some mug shit Something Supersonic On some glove shit I'm on the ground but I'm above shit Cloud 9 Cloud 8 Straight nug shit Cuz this whole album nigga I was playing catch up In school These niggas thought I was foo But I just wanted something for you... Plural Yall Cuz when we all my nigga up I don't feel like a disappointment at all Cuz I do struggle with approval... But not from yall niggas But from my parents who want me to be frugal Cuz they think I'm too good for this rap shit And that's it's not really useful And that I'm wasting my time While I'm actually still youthful Cuz there's this sliver Of my brain that thinks That I suck at this shit Thinks that y'all are lying That I should give up on this shit Because at the end of the day What's the purpose of this shit For me to admit That i'm not it Shit well Maybe its facts I guess it's to lose so yall win Cuz of my sensational pen Swiping my card Forget the code What a sensational pin Having no faith at all Is a sensational sin Cuz your body is a temple Where the congregation begins And ends Is infinity the beginning or the end Shit I'll let you decide Where you reside Just before you leave Before you decide Before you cry And I know that I've never told a lie Because you've just experienced What it feels like to live in the sky And that's a Word cuz I'm saying grace nigga I mean like shit You've stuck around For all this time I just think that's that some loyal ass shit That deserves to be applauded Like real shit... This one was for the city man... Kansas City Where shit get busy But the lights so pretty Shoutout to everybody that supported me You know what I'm saying Blood and through some family shit Shoutout to my girl Helping me get through all this wild shit All this shit was a test And even though I didn't study I passed that shit with flying colors Like no other nigga Shit was a struggle But sometimes you gotta look In the mirror And realize that half the time you're the author of your own stress And the other half Is some shit that's outta yo control But that don't mean you can't grow You know? Can I go back in? Shit f*ck it Ima go back in I'm just getting started nigga On shit you can't even fathom Anything negative You can keep it You can have it This shit easy It's automatic I grab it I get it I go To heights unseen To people I've seen shit with That means it's above me And I see it And then I leave it to God Cuz he know it all Yall niggas frauds Idol gods Devil in Prada Designers Destined to fail Fell Heat seaking missles Destined to hell Cuz of ordeals This shit was real Pharrell Williams Could tell Fureal That I'm tryna work Like factories Yall niggas Are the definition of blasphemy Cuz when yall niggas Turned your back on me You did it happily But you unknowingly Opened a can of worms You cant fish with So now you stranded And sea sick Pirated and leaked with Dreams of my demise But I've reached a new high So whatchu aiming with My blades sharp So what you training with Are you thriving Or barely making it Your soul is yours Are you trading it? So All that negativity You was praying with Goes out the window on track 1 through 17 Because I'm God's favorite Ayo chief can you say grace?