AMAZING GRACE
 作词 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Paul Dawson
 作曲 : Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Paul Dawson
 A ***** barely read the scripture, but I'm spiritual, (Let's go)
 Seven figure *****, thank you God it's a miracle, (Okay)
 Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (What the ****?)
 You test me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you
 Give a **** 'bout your feelings ***** *****, shit, I got feelings too, (Let's go)
 ***** we was broke, I broke you up, shit, we had to steal our food
 We cut like that, steal from us, shit, we rob *****s too
 First time I ever robbed the plug, *****, I was still in school (Like 17)
 I take your gun, trade yo' shit, come back wit' a different tool, (Yea)
 I'on want that ho, ain't coming back, *****, I got a different boo, (Huh)
 Say I sound the same 'til my new shit dropped and they heard me switch the groove
 I'on play both sides, you ain't one of mine's, I like to pick and choose
 A ***** barely read the scripture but I'm spiritual, (Let's go)
 Seven figure *****, thank you God it's a miracle, (Okay)
 Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (What the ****?)
 You test me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you (Ayy, talk yo shit)
 And no I ain't feeling these *****s, I'm numb
 Before I blew up, did my shows with a gun
 Still could go see the city alone with my jewelry on
 Can say what you want
 Treat this ***** like a coat when it's cold outside, (Okay)
 I got it on, it ain't in the trunk
 Soon as I finish this lil' [?] I'mma dunk (Pop!)
 We play for the internet, you know what's up
 Bruh, I got a show and I leave with a slut, (Let's go)
 So many *******, one [?] lil' ***** can't fit 'em inside of the truck
 I ain't no beginner and this shit ain't low
 I don't like the library, but ***** I'm booked, (Yeah, damn)
 He done got full in his [?]
 He got his hand in it and he ain't get shooked
 A ***** say my name and I don't even look
 A ***** barely read the scripture, but I'm spiritual, (Let's go)
 Seven figure *****, thank you God it's a miracle, (Okay)
 Turned on the lights and you see roaches in our cereal (What the ****?)
 You test me now, we ain't the same, I still ain't feelin' you, *****