PERR!S - Grace Lyrics

I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I been tossed
I been thrown
Back and forth had no home
Who am I?
Got no clone
Gotta go back to my zone

I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
Peep the promo
DM's all on my phone though
Never defined by a photo
But a whole soul and my goals

I know where I've been
May be different
Than any place that I had ever expected
I had learned so many things
I been taught so many lessons
I been told so much shit
Throughout the whole life
Man 20-some years old
And nowhere close to a wife
I am my only kid
Less mature
Than my parents ever were
But I know that I'll get to my destiny in a blur
Lookin' back on weeks momma asking me where the substance
I don't know honestly everybody wanna be on a substance
To me it seem the real is rare and destructiveness in abundance
I just want self repair 'cause despair been like a cousin
She telling me we a pair but I'm lookin' like not the one (aye, aye, aye)
I mean we all young and dumb wanna have fun (aye, aye, aye)
Stay shootin' my shot without a gun (aye, aye aye)
Swear I'm always driven crazy never to love

I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I been tossed
I been thrown
Back and forth had no home
Who am I?
Got no clone
Gotta go back to my zone

I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
Peep the promo
DM's all on my phone though
Never defined by a photo
But a whole soul and my goals

Please, keep the weakness (outta' my head)
Oh the same ol' thing get (outta' my head)
Takin L's but they G's get (outta' my head)
Never live what they speak get (outta' my head)
On my knees pray the deems get crossed like AI
I mean the answer right above like sun in the daytime
No strap on the waistline
But don't view me like playtime
I got a different kinda bag for those who try take mine
Look at my life now compared to how it was said to be
Lotta mistakes pride, shame and grace oh that's the recipe
So many thoughts on the girls that wanna have sex with me
How many times I should've only pleasured them mentally
I rest in peace to everything that's in my past
I know it's still gonna nag like momma on my ass
I could say it's not that bad it's a whole filthy rag
It could be like that till I'm grown up
God can you pick the phone up
I been Luke, where's the father
My whole heart gettin' slaughtered
Real g's bein' quiet
Only findin' imposters
Point 'em out they lasagna
Needin' bread I'm the pasta
Can't forget to keep all of my sauce up
Na na na na na
Dead shot killed by A-K
Cupid never had me out for long
Slumville selfish every day
One day I won't have to get it wrong

I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
I'ma find my way
No I'm never goin' out
Peep the promo
DM's all on my phone though
Never defined by a photo
But a whole soul and my goals