Poetic Lace - To The Grave

1st Verse:
Woke up feeling real ill,
God got the cure so I'm praying for the pill,
I spit gospel but I'm feeling hostile,
These boys got beef so they brought it to the hospital,
Then the court house the very next day,
No huddle dawg, they done ran the same play,
They need to audible but they want to fake hut,
They got a bad coach so they pulled a stunt,
I'm a Saint, but I called them bounty hunters,
The Lord said chill kick it like a punter,
Holy Ghost filled, drop to my knees so the Lord could reveal, Temptations, trials, and tribulations,
They all come dawg give them Nathan,
Thank God for the Word,
Treat drama like scraps leave them for the birds.

1st Chorus:
Wanna learn a man’s hear,
Stare at his treasure you’ll see his heart, Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips, Pull a man’s card he’ll get right,
They ain’t got nothing on me,
I done lost it all and got more back,
The world can’t take from me,
Its YKF to the grave homie.

2nd Verse:
My big dog said you better go buy a stick,
Let them bullets play fetch tell them catch this, Demons in my head now, I want people dead,
That ain't Spirit led now,
What to do God I really need a clue,
Lies all around me I need something true,
I went to church and the Lord said be still,
Your ice ain't the only thing that should chill,
Eyes open, now I'm feeling focused,
Pharaoh still lying so we bought to spend the locus, Let my people go, you moving too slow,
We got the Bible it’s the staffto split the river flow, Saints, Unbelievers,
Catch the Word like a pass wide receivers,
Change starts in the mind,
We got to move forward you can't rewind time.
2nd Chorus: 2x
Wanna learn a man’s hear,
Stare at his treasure you’ll see his heart, Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips, Pull a man’s card he’ll get right,
They ain’t got nothing on me,
I done lost it all and got more back,
The world can’t take from me,
Its YKF to the grave homie.

3rd Verse:
Ok, let's be real,
Something got to die and I know what to kill,
My will, my lust, my pride,
My flesh is compromised,
So Lord now I ask that you change my heart,
Remove all these stones giving me a fresh start,
Giving me the strength to obey Your will,
It doesn't matter what I think, it doesn't matter how I feel, It's about following Christ,
Mirror Him and believe it’s right,
I'm praying for my friends and I'm praying for my enemies, I'm giving all this love cause the Lord has forgiven me,
To whom much is given much is required,
So with all these blessings given know your love is desired, If you feel what I'm saying get them hands up,
When you hear the beat drop let them hands rock.
3rd Chorus:
Wanna learn a man’s hear,
Stare at his treasure you’ll see his heart, Pressure makes diamonds and it burst pips, Pull a man’s card he’ll get right,
They ain’t got nothing on me,
I done lost it all and got more back,
The world can’t take from me,
Its YKF to the grave homie,
YKF homie,
I done lost it all and got more back,
The world can’t take from me,
Its YKF to the grave homie

Written by:
LE'SERONE SMITH

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