Louie V. - Grace

I been stuck between a good and a bad place
Sometimes I ain't even have no food but I had grace
You know what they say good dudes finish last place
Stuck up in a box you can't grow if you ain't have space
Latley I been feelin like I'm lost and I can't stay
Reason for the music I go hard like my last day
Growing up I said I love my homies you said that's gay
Now you grown up you love your homies you say that's gang
I can't fall in love with any bitch ain't got my last name
Tryna take my time But life done put me in this fast lane
Put you on my back get the bag fuck the back pain
Told you ima make it If I didn't they'd say that's lame
Reason I been Distant cause I'm different they say times changed
If Satan made an offer on your soul what's your price range
Is it really worth it for a show and a nice chain
Heart been feelin like the north pole ice ice baby
Ice spice a lil bad bitch I spy baby
Tell me yes or no keep it real I don't like maybes
Audi Beamer Bently and a Benz that's a nice cedes
I've been tryna talk to god but only one reply is hades
Guess I go to hell just for fucking all these nice ladies
Oh well get well don't dwell you get one life baby
Prevail don't fail Show tell Just watchu got baby
No L hoe tell Made bail I'm livin life baby
Tell me how you feelin
I been going hard I'm from the floor I had to raise the ceilin
Know my mama had six kids but she ain't ever raise her children
I done damn near raised myself and every single one my siblings
Should be eating like some pilgrims but this life ain't that forgiving
Might as well just go to hell cause I know nobody in heaven
Need my blicky need some liquor need some Sticky call a reverend
Call this living but we sinnin digging deeper holes than prison
I been stuck between a good and a bad place
Sometimes I ain't even have no food but I had grace
You know what they say good dudes finish last place
Stuck up in a box you can't grow if you ain't have space
Latley I been feelin like I'm lost and I can't stay
Reason for the music I go hard like my last day
Growing up I said I love my homies you said that's gay
Now you grown up you love your homies you say that's gang

Written by:
Luis Vera-Yrizarris

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