Been so long since you been home
You said you'd write me but I feel like I been wronged
I guess all of the pens are gone and you're on a paper chase
Enveloped in hells grip and I been wading in the water for word from you black man
But I ain't seen no letters like failed eye exams
As I fight through clans yet and still here I am stationary
Just like black girl magic
Hocus pocus I been posted like postage
Ironically waiting on the mail I delivered on my back in huts to be delivered back to love
Back to us
But it seems you turned your back to us
You never showed up
And I tried tracking my package but maybe them savages got you back in cuffs
Delayed shipping while im shackled to the ship of us
Maybe you're somewhere stuck sorting king
Haven't quite classified me as priority
Or maybe the problem is you still ain't addressing me right
Awaiting their stamp of approval
Black male refusing to write
Maybe you're still thinking of an inking that can express this light
And I'm still invested in your plight
Right now
Willing you right now after all this sh*t
Am I not worthy of your script
But maybe there's been a glitch
Like maybe what you wrote got switched with the note from willie lynch
I'm pissed but I'm partial to you
I believe it's been written
So I'm willing the parcel come through
So I'm clocking the carrier
And saving the dates
Believing in fate
Lips zipped, hips still your haven place
Still saving space
They couldn't lock up my love
Ain't no enslaving this faith
Still expecting your message
Sincerely, still your saving grace
Grace how good you are
Grace, oh yeah
How good you are
I was lost
But you found me
I was blind
But now I see
How could you love a wretch like me
I still love you black boy
How could you love a wretch like me
Grace
I'll never leave you black boy
I'll be your grace
Your grace
Saving grace
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Been so long since you been home
You said you'd write me but I feel like I been wronged
I guess all of the pens are gone and you're on a paper chase
Enveloped in hells grip and I been wading in the water for word from you black man
But I ain't seen no letters like failed eye exams
As I fight through clans yet and still here I am stationary
Just like black girl magic
Hocus pocus I been posted like postage
Ironically waiting on the mail I delivered on my back in huts to be delivered back to love
Back to us
But it seems you turned your back to us
You never showed up
And I tried tracking my package but maybe them savages got you back in cuffs
Delayed shipping while im shackled to the ship of us
Maybe you're somewhere stuck sorting king
Haven't quite classified me as priority
Or maybe the problem is you still ain't addressing me right
Awaiting their stamp of approval
Black male refusing to write
Maybe you're still thinking of an inking that can express this light
And I'm still invested in your plight
Right now
Willing you right now after all this sh*t
Am I not worthy of your script
But maybe there's been a glitch
Like maybe what you wrote got switched with the note from willie lynch
I'm pissed but I'm partial to you
I believe it's been written
So I'm willing the parcel come through
So I'm clocking the carrier
And saving the dates
Believing in fate
Lips zipped, hips still your haven place
Still saving space
They couldn't lock up my love
Ain't no enslaving this faith
Still expecting your message
Sincerely, still your saving grace
Grace how good you are
Grace, oh yeah
How good you are
I was lost
But you found me
I was blind
But now I see
How could you love a wretch like me
I still love you black boy
How could you love a wretch like me
Grace
I'll never leave you black boy
I'll be your grace
Your grace
Saving grace
You said you'd write me but I feel like I been wronged
I guess all of the pens are gone and you're on a paper chase
Enveloped in hells grip and I been wading in the water for word from you black man
But I ain't seen no letters like failed eye exams
As I fight through clans yet and still here I am stationary
Just like black girl magic
Hocus pocus I been posted like postage
Ironically waiting on the mail I delivered on my back in huts to be delivered back to love
Back to us
But it seems you turned your back to us
You never showed up
And I tried tracking my package but maybe them savages got you back in cuffs
Delayed shipping while im shackled to the ship of us
Maybe you're somewhere stuck sorting king
Haven't quite classified me as priority
Or maybe the problem is you still ain't addressing me right
Awaiting their stamp of approval
Black male refusing to write
Maybe you're still thinking of an inking that can express this light
And I'm still invested in your plight
Right now
Willing you right now after all this sh*t
Am I not worthy of your script
But maybe there's been a glitch
Like maybe what you wrote got switched with the note from willie lynch
I'm pissed but I'm partial to you
I believe it's been written
So I'm willing the parcel come through
So I'm clocking the carrier
And saving the dates
Believing in fate
Lips zipped, hips still your haven place
Still saving space
They couldn't lock up my love
Ain't no enslaving this faith
Still expecting your message
Sincerely, still your saving grace
Grace how good you are
Grace, oh yeah
How good you are
I was lost
But you found me
I was blind
But now I see
How could you love a wretch like me
I still love you black boy
How could you love a wretch like me
Grace
I'll never leave you black boy
I'll be your grace
Your grace
Saving grace
Writer: LaMar Hawkins
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