grand prix!

Yea it’s true that this life ain’t fair
And if we knew we were not quite there
Then even through we would stick with prayer
Cause on the other side of sorrow there’s a new morning air

I got my hands clean, ran free
Something like the grand prix
Options ain’t a term 'cause homie we ain’t have a plan B
You can try your best but never-less won’t understand me
The vision in my head ain’t something fittin’ in the pantry
We really made it out
When the bar was high with the odds against us
Glad I made you proud
When it’s said and done and the lights start fading out

Oh, I swear
The things that once were holding us down
They’re not there
We been too far to say that this came from thin air
Don’t even compare
There’s a narrow road ahead
But no time to be scared
I remember when they said to not take risks and move with caution
Through all the tears we shed, we won’t regret the times we’ve fallen
This life too short to not try
It’s by his grace I got by
It’s not just me I won’t lie made me new that’s why I got my

I got my hands clean, ran free
Something like the grand prix
The vision in my head ain’t something fittin’ in the pantry