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God's Grace
by Flip Jackson
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I ain't new to this, I'm true to this
I been doing this daily since I was a youth and shit
Chlorophyll 3's with the Forest Green sweater.. You know what it is
Copped the rental with the four wheel drive
Cuz my hustle monumental I ain't on they time
Production instrumental when rapper spit they rhymes
Make an artist sound fire like they in they prime.. uh
Raw papers w/ the fronto in it
Now and later with the loud rocking Bordo 7's
I've been known to live wild but it's still a blessing
Residency hell on earth my presence still heaven
And I gotta give praise to god for that
Cuz I done did some Dawg shit but he still got my back
Rock bottom hit, too many times in fact
But I bounce back like rubber bands that hold my stacks
Cuz when it all falls down and the shit hits the fan
Ima find another hustle no matter my hand
Make a flip the blueprint stack racks is the plan
Hunger&Passion on the track, the DNA of my brand
Fuck a race joined the marathon with gods grace
Kept my faith when it came time to earn my
rate
This is how we play in this crooked game
Shook ones get shook son they just hooked to fame
Ayo.. Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
Cuz I've been on a mission winning deading bullshit
This just how it be tryna make it out the local scene
They had a small mind while I got a global dream
I know a lot of dead men walking
Actions speak louder than words so I don't even hear em when they talking
They try to gaffle like a mayor
but one thing I've learned the game is you can't out play a player
Rocking cool grey 11's with the patent leather
Seen dudes lose they cool and sever ties in rainy weather
Saying I'm the ruler while they go and measure
Moving goal posts tryna gain extra miles out of your endeavors
My grandfather nicknamed me slick they ain't clever
Hip to the bullshit since my abc letters
Had to go thru what I went thru.. to grow thru what I'm meant to
So its essential for my mental to vent to you
Fuck a race joined the marathon with gods grace
Kept my faith when it came time to earn my
rate
This is how we play in this crooked game
Shook ones get shook son they just hooked to fame
I ain't new to this, I'm true to this
I been doing this daily since I was a youth and shit
Chlorophyll 3's with the Forest Green sweater.. You know what it is
Copped the rental with the four wheel drive
Cuz my hustle monumental I ain't on they time
Production instrumental when rapper spit they rhymes
Make an artist sound fire like they in they prime.. uh
Raw papers w/ the fronto in it
Now and later with the loud rocking Bordo 7's
I've been known to live wild but it's still a blessing
Residency hell on earth my presence still heaven
And I gotta give praise to god for that
Cuz I done did some Dawg shit but he still got my back
Rock bottom hit, too many times in fact
But I bounce back like rubber bands that hold my stacks
Cuz when it all falls down and the shit hits the fan
Ima find another hustle no matter my hand
Make a flip the blueprint stack racks is the plan
Hunger&Passion on the track, the DNA of my brand
Fuck a race joined the marathon with gods grace
Kept my faith when it came time to earn my
rate
This is how we play in this crooked game
Shook ones get shook son they just hooked to fame
Ayo.. Fuck the world don't ask me for shit
Cuz I've been on a mission winning deading bullshit
This just how it be tryna make it out the local scene
They had a small mind while I got a global dream
I know a lot of dead men walking
Actions speak louder than words so I don't even hear em when they talking
They try to gaffle like a mayor
but one thing I've learned the game is you can't out play a player
Rocking cool grey 11's with the patent leather
Seen dudes lose they cool and sever ties in rainy weather
Saying I'm the ruler while they go and measure
Moving goal posts tryna gain extra miles out of your endeavors
My grandfather nicknamed me slick they ain't clever
Hip to the bullshit since my abc letters
Had to go thru what I went thru.. to grow thru what I'm meant to
So its essential for my mental to vent to you
Fuck a race joined the marathon with gods grace
Kept my faith when it came time to earn my
rate
This is how we play in this crooked game
Shook ones get shook son they just hooked to fame
