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Adam Grae

Adam Grae is a musical artist whose style encompasses a blend of pop, soul, and R&B. He is known for his smooth vocal delivery and heartfelt lyrics. His music often explores themes of love, relationships, and personal growth. With his engaging performances and soulful sound, Adam Grae captivates listeners and leaves a lasting impression. more »

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Running through the blackness
Got me feeling in spaces
Thinkin' 'bout my homies
And their transient faces
Fadin' in bunches
Keep the shit talk to myself
I've been pulling my punches
Fucking only with my wealth
With a red and blue siren
And a mind full of hunches
I'll keep seeing you downtown
Eating soup kitchen lunches
With those junkies by your side
Addicted with munchies
I'll be catching my ride
While the numbers are crunchin'
The cat's in the bag
And the bag is in the river
Leave a stack by the spot
'Cause you know I don't deliver
I'll meet you at the motel
With the marble walls and
After the first hit
I'mma give you some more
Running through the blackness
Got me feeling in spaces
Thinkin' 'bout my homies
And their transient faces
Fadin' in bunches
Keep the shit talk to myself
I've been pulling my punches
Fucking only with my wealth
With a red and blue siren
And a mind full of hunches
I'll keep seeing you downtown
Eating soup kitchen lunches
With those junkies by your side
Addicted with munchies
I'll be catching my ride
While the numbers are crunchin'
A rising kingpin story
Shot down in an alley
By Tom, Dick or Harry
It's getting harder to stand it
When you don't know what's happening
'Cause it's getting too scary
To leave the house
Now it's starting
To look not so starry
Tell the crew that I'm sorry
But I had to sell out
To save my inventory
It's an allegory
For the struggles we're facing
On a daily basis
Interrupting my stasis
It's how I stayed this high
Running through the blackness
Got me feeling in spaces
Thinkin' 'bout my homies
And their transient faces
Fadin' in bunches
Keep the shit talk to myself
I've been pulling my punches
Fucking only with my wealth
With a red and blue siren
And a mind full of hunches
I'll keep seeing you downtown
Eating soup kitchen lunches
With those junkies by your side
Addicted with munchies
I'll be catching my ride
While the numbers are crunchin'

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