SAY MY GRACE (feat. Travis Scott) [Slowed]

Whoa

Hey

Make room on my plate

I just said my grace and then I ate

Got a particular taste

I just stuffed my pockets in my face

Okay, let's have a debate, we talkin' 'bout poppin', I promise I'm feelin' a way (Who?)

I took the bodies up outta my closet, I buried 'em deep and they still in the way

I know some lil' **** got baptized

Trap Gods, they can't put the drillin' away

Had to part ways with the sad vibe, bad guys, you might be a villain today (Hey)

Ask God why I didn't get a answer (Why?)

Why I lose my brother to bullets? (Why?)

Why I lose my grandma to cancer? (Why?)

Why me, God? I need answers (Why?)

Why a young **** straight out Atlanta? (Why?)

Why the judge and the cops tryna jam us? (Why?)

Why I keep gettin' all of these chances? (Why?)

Why me, God? I need answers (Hey)

Speak ya mind and you might get canceled (Canceled)

Pinky ring and it cost me a Phantom (Phantom)

Whack the witness, the evidence tampered (Whack 'em)

Dirty money, the safe is the hamper (Dirty money)

Yeah, my bitch, she a star and I stamped her (Stamped her)

P.E., Jordan 3, this a sampler (P.E.)

I don't wanna do it but I gotta do it

Gotta kill ya, ****, if it's me or you (Hey)

He got fire, I got fye, ****, lighter fluid (Fye)

Got away from the haters, say, "Hallelujah"

Shit be crazy, the shit be the closest to you (Crazy)

It's okay, 'cause they know that I come to do it (Hey)

Hold ya V up for Virgil, exclusive Louie (V)

Bitches geekin' and tweakin', I hit a U-ey (Geekin')

Wrist hittin' and glistenin', this shit a movie (Glisten)

If it's smoke at the door, then I'm tendin' to it (Smoke)

Watch when I step, Murakami my belt (Hey)

Angel on my shoulder, but the Devil on the left (Devil)

I got a mill', not a mill' for my shelf (Million)

I do it alone, I own myself (Alone)

****, stay home 'fore your dome get left (Baow)

**** playin' dirty, hit below my belt (Dirty)

I'ma get the bag, do the show myself (Show)

Do that shit again, I had to show myself

Make room on my plate

I just said my grace and then I ate

Got a particular taste

I just stuffed my pockets in my face

Okay, let's have a debate, we talkin' 'bout poppin', I promise I'm feelin' a way (Who?)

I took the bodies up outta my closet, I buried 'em deep and they still in the way

I filled up the crib with cars, the halls with all and all, I'm still havin' space

Got a particular taste, picky eater I guess, but I'm still stuffin' my face (Yeah)

She gotta natural wrap like a natural do, like the blunt, she don't like the shit laced

I was outside of the buildin', I'm ownin' the spot, want a B, then you gotta have faith

I'm in a meditate state, ever since we lost bro, it ain't really much more I could take

I pop a ten when it's late, Mama told me to pray, I do that 'cause you know I can't play (Hey)

We flood the field up for real, we got rides in the back, but you know we ain't come here to play

You be up playin' the stakes

I be up playin' abroad with broads and mates (Yeah)

Make room on my plate

I just said my grace and then I ate

Got a particular taste

I just stuffed my pockets in my face

Okay, let's have a debate, we talkin' 'bout poppin', I promise I'm feelin' a way (Who?)

I took the bodies up outta my closet, I buried 'em deep and they still in the way