lirik lagu sylvan lacue - fall from grace
[verse 1]
nah, i don’t feel the pressure from you n-ggas
started from the bottom, told my mama give me two and i’ma turn it into bigger
f-ck about a squad, you should know the name
same pimpin’, on the prowl for the crown, no differ
all day n-gga
took a little while, now they wanna see the crowd roll out for deliver
who you with, who you with?
who you with, who you with?
who you with, who you with?
walk up in this b-tch
blessings on the neck, feeling like i touched down for the ship
stressing over what?
what compet-tion,?
i could barely pay attention, n-gga stay in your place
all i see is f-ck n-gga’s filling my sp-ce
you know i don’t give a f-ck, why you still in my face?
everybody wanna play
f-ck it, i’m done with them crutches
f-ck all the -ssumptions
funny how n-ggas turn on you as soon as you call out their bluffing
man, what’s with the fronting?
i be that living example of doing whatever it takes
young sammy so, when i step to the plate
pulling up in that b-tch you ain’t got what it takes
i need sushi & steak
you should be honored i’m great
b-tch i’m beyond what the rank
got no time for the fake
too busy ducking your queen
she don’t why i won’t bait
i asked you to please excuse me from the f-ckery
it’s bad enough can’t n0body f-ck with me
i gave time, n-ggas had luxury
now you motherf-ckers stuck with me
[hook]
so help me god
i lost my way
don’t let me fall
won’t fall from grace
thy kingdom come
your will be done
i’ve seen my lows
no i won’t run
so help me god
[verse 2]
why i gotta be the one, why they gotta put me to the test
i just don’t want the commas and the check
n-gga, what threat?
these n-ggas been g-ssed, i just figured don’t adress
no stress for the best
talk about it for a sec
you know the game f-cked when there’s only three kings, ain’t n0body playing chess
coming for their neck
you know i got that chip on my shoulder, my n-gga don’t let me catch wreck
who you with, who you with?
who you with, who you with?
you know i don’t give a sh-t
followed by the leader
liquor by the liter
juan keep a millimeter, gotta keep ’em from the heater
yeah, that’s a two-seater
bruce wayne beamer rolling with some nitty scott’s & a couple
bad trina’s
off key in the back trying to be beyonce
you know a n-gga down with tinashe
peep how i’m showing you up
funny you calling my bluff
i told n-gga we could get this money we just gotta be about it
they ain’t wanna stick around for the cut
now i gotta give a f-ck
shucks, you missed your turn
everything written i’ve earned i’m surrounded by frauds
love to come at you with rumors
the f-ck told you you was involved, man i put that on god, dog
peep how that revenue come at you stupid
when sh-t gets the best of you, i pray for guidance
5,000 dollars could send me right back to
my mommas in silence
but f-ck it i’m wyyling
if thy cometh at me with silliness
lord knoweth not who they dealing with
f-ck that progressive sh-t
rat-tat-tat-tat to your squad
n-gga thats what i call heaven sent
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