Hitxion - GRACE (feat. Khari Ennui)

I could call it grace, how I'm framed up?
One too many days I done wasted
I feel all estranged, I've been banged up
I could count the days I been aching
Pain'll buy me time
Slated, I might die
Crazy, I ain't blind
Shame that I can't hide
Ain't the time to fight
Gracious thing to ride
Hazy, I'm alight
Know I'll be alright
Know I'll be alright
Ponder anomalies, I've been astray
Call it dichotomy, I've been ashamed
Part of me feel like I'm due for my pay
Just can't do the games
Pardon me
Might be insane, probably
Maybe I changed, honestly
Stuck in my ways, I'm reflecting on loss of connections
It's probably better this way
See my reflection through every confession
I see your impression, I sway left
I ain't got step in my swing left
I ain't got gas in the tank left
I ain't got cash in the bank left
And it's getting too easy to say that
When iss honestly nothing to say, forreal
I can't even sum what I face, forreal
I ain't come with a crumb or a spade
But I'ma call how I see it
Snakes
Bladed me, I'm leaking clog it with paint
For the sake a me, I'm tryna tar in the rain
Honestly, stuck in my ways
Honestly, no shit ain't changed
Honestly, no time to change, forreal
Honestly, numb to my pain, forreal
Honestly, numb to my face, forreal
Honestly, running on vapors
Spilt all of it, ducking them ravens, still
I feel them crawling, my pages ripped
I can't even call what my angel kilt
I pray a nigga ain't aging milk
I know I ain't lost again
Yeah
I had to put down the cape, it's exhausting
Know God probably charging a fee, it been costing me
Dead-weighted niggas just hang, an apostrophe
I had to get all these demons off
Niggas coppin' style, just another one to try on
Knocking niggas down for some shit for you to bite on
Peeping how they clown, you a goofy and I'm Dylan
Searching through the cloud just to reach the heights that I'm on
Usually staying quiet, I'm refusing staying silent
If it's fucking with my spirit, I'm indifferent, ain't no bygones
Choosing violence, what a hill for you to die on
I be in the clouds, only thing that I be high on
Lauren Hill, Spirit Child, nigga, Zion
I could call it grace, how I'm framed up?
One too many days I done wasted
I feel all ashamed, I've been banged up
I could count the days, I been aching
Pain'll buy me time
Slated I might die
Crazy, I ain't blind
Shame that I can't hide
Ain't the time to fight
Gracious thing to ride
Hazy, I'm alight
Know I'll be alright
Know I'll be alright

Written by:
Danielle Lo Presti, Kris Jackson

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