Gracious

Lyrics: kuru Music: kuru [Intro] (wa) Yeah, ayy, yeah

[Verse] If I know that you my brother, then I really got your back RIP to Lil Xelly, put the 40 on the map I ain't ****in' with the Civic, tryna run it in the black Tryna see like how I'm livin', tryna see like where I'm at I can't post up in the front, so I sit up in the back I ain't tryna hear opinions if you ain't bringin' me a stack Let's see how it's goin', I'm back on track, yeah They freed my 6, I was happy They freed my 6, I was gracious Got your love then I'm happy to take it Got too fried, backyard, I'm mistaken See how I'm livin', I'm gracious See how we livin', we gracious Called my mom, "Are you happy I made it?" Surreal, I'm real I might just be in my feels, but, baby, that's nothing to do with you Yeah, that's true, he off of all types of pills But, baby, you gotta stay true to you Keep my cool, I'm takin' 'em back to school I'm tryna see how I see through to you Batshit, I'm goin' batshit, baby, you see how I feel you? Baby, you see how I feel you? In a brand new car, yeah, shit new-new I'ma break down the wall, see the view, ooh One more call, break down and then screw you Bae, I'm still seein' colors and hues Ain't shit real, that's a fact, but, like, what's new? Ain't shit real, that's a fact, but, like, what's new? Ain't shit real, that's a fact, but, like, what's new? Yeah, I sat on this shit, but I'm back in my head Tryna find out if life's really worth it, uh Tell me like if I deserve it Brand new car, go berserk, then I swerve it, uh Sympathy, I had to learn it, yeah Empathy, I had to learn it, yeah I hit a lot of tires with this dumb ass voice, had to pray just to burn Friends just way too important to me Had to go out my way just to preserve it, uh Baby, I need your love right now Hit my phone real quick, bae, it's urgent Call up my bro with the MadBudz Go through the city, he just tryna serve it (Yeah) This earth's my own, ayy I won't be nobody's servant I won't be nobody's servant My lil' gay homie said I'm serving These boys act like TikTok merchants Boutta make another purchase Prada with the Goyard Lang, bae, I'm comin' classy and it's working (No bap) We both on the same things, take another page, then I go observe it Baby, I'm not like you, I don't wanna be, baby, I'm not like you Baby, I'm not like you, I don't wanna be, baby, I'm not like you Baby, I'm not like you, I don't wanna be, baby, I'm not like you Baby, I'm not like— baby, I'm not like you (You, oh)