Good Grace (feat. Ohana Bam)

Made a couple dollars but a **** still ain't rich,

So miss me with that Hollywood shit

Even a short sleeve I keep a couple tricks

Im loyal to a Pro 5 bitch

I'm a mid city **** that's a fact

Cloverdale **** that's where I was raised at

So shout out to my **** from the block

Rest in Peace C Nut that got me hot

Rap ain't seasonal, professional I'm seasoned hoe, I'm black so I'm seasoned hoe,

cape diem seizing hoes

Ain't shit shaking but the leaves in the tree

My chick bad and she leaving with me

Spit so many verses almost had a heart attack

Kill a **** turn his ass into an artifact

And nah I ain't signed to no major but I'm down for the paper,

I turn my whole neck into a glacier

Got a lot of shit up on our plate

Had to sacrifice before we ate

Not where we could be but shit straight

And now we eating good, good grace

Got a lot of shit up on our plate

Had to sacrifice before we ate

Not where we could be but shit straight

And now we eating good, good grace

I'm in the stu cooking stu cause that's what I do

From the outside I would think I made it to

But on the inside that could be debatable

My OG still working but she making due

**** got some bills due on the first of the month

Like a rifle shit I'm always on the money hunt

Grinding for survival and my woman like a honey bun

Wanna see the Eiffel fo my life is done, I'm hoping I'm the chosen one

I'm laid up in a tent under the golden sun

But shit I'm not the only one that's trying to be an eagle put a whole in one

Trying to be the Beatles but I'm only one

Guess I'm finna blow the gun

Bang there it go put a whole in one, **** finna blow like a bomb or something

Got these **** mad I'm my mama's son

Got a lot of shit up on our plate

Had to sacrifice before we ate

Not where we could be but shit straight

And now we eating good, good grace

Got a lot of shit up on our plate

Had to sacrifice before we ate

Not where we could be but shit straight

And now we eating good, good grace