Let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the grace,
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest
You bitch, those were the best
I made 'em take a taste of the amazing race, the saving grace,
I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways
Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days
I'll gaze in space and change the pace, i'll be the saving grace,
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace
Man saturday mornings was the best
Uptown, moco, prince george, represent
The best of the best, emma rae.
And oh, i gotta find my way
Now i hope you the best
Might as well get it off yo’ chest
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