Grace (Interlude)

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Louis Vuitton strap over my shoulder
Head ain't been thinking sober
Deacon been holding me hostage
When is this sermon over
I'm texting a bad shorty
She want me to hold her
Leaving this service early morning
I mourn when my spirit fly
This a different die (Okay)
Hair turning gray from off the lie
This a different dye (Okay)
People look at me like I'm crazy
I'm smelling high
They just judge me before they know me
The art of pride (Wow)
I seen dead people walking
But feel alive (What else)
I seen read messages left
When she not around (F'real)
Who really love me beside the game
I feel ashamed
I know I'm posed to talk to God about it but I can't see Him
I guess this what they mean when they say
"Believe when you can't see"
She said, "P you too nice to wanna date me"
But lemme get a couple racks n get a white girl
She gone be on shade room commenting
Why he hate me

Lemme talk

[Verse 2]
I was backseat wit the homies buzzing (Uh huh)
Peer pressure grip holding me (Right)
Mind saying "get home cousin"
Syrup got control of me (Brr)
Big dro round my company
I just let my shoulder lean
Two-step watch my brudda leave (Yuh)
Club rocking, they notice me (Okay)
I'm doing my dance she holding my hand
One walk by, he shoulder me (What)
I swing, he swing, they on to me (Yuh)
Fight break out, they rushing me
Oh man (Oh man)
I gotta get to the van (Yuh)
I pray they ain't see us
The party get deeper
He pull out the heater and blam (Duu, duu, duu)

[Verse 3]
We pull of and just beat the light (Light)
They tried but I won that fight (That fight)
Thank God I lived that night (That night)
Thank God we still aight
But something inside is still on my mind
I feel like I'm dying but I'm still alive (Still I'm alive)
Life has been kicking me down, I know imma rise (Yuh)
Grandma called said she praying (Praying)
Angels me look how they laying (Laying)
I was swaying on the fence (Swaying)
I heard the God and He said
"You've been a product of all this mercy" (This mercy)
Mind tied up like cursive (Like cursive)
Repented of all, the feeling got stronger (Oh)
Started with passion, ended wit – *gun shot*

I don't feel no more
I don't feel no more
I don't feel no more
I don't feel no more

I don't feel pain no more
I don't take blame no more
I see the rain oh Lord
I don't feel pain oh no

I don't feel pain no more
I don't take blame no more
I see the rain oh Lord
I don't feel pain

I don't feel pain no more
I don't take blame no more
I see the rain oh Lord
I don't feel pain oh no