Ty Brasel - New School lyrics

[Intro: Ty Brasel] Grinding takes timing Pressure makes diamonds Diamonds, diamonds x2 Oh yeah, aye aye [Verse 1: Ty Brasel] Grinding take timing Pressure make diamonds Foundation solid God in my conscience Came up in them streets of Memphis Where them bloods, crips, vice running This is Murder country All I ever wanted Was a chain and a Porsche Drug dealer father figure taught me Whats important dope, women, power, money OG put the game all up on me Magic Johnson swear I should've died Mercy covered me a 100 times Walking through the valley Evil all around me demons plotting Got me fearing for my life Looking over my shoulder The enemy Approaching I'm in dangerous territory Adversary heavy on me Feeling the paranoia I can't stress that, I'm cool tho God had his hand on me Say it twice, God got his hand on God got a plan for me, yeah Recipe to destiny and Heaven be the melody I ever sing Dance on the devil never cross A God's Chosen I'ma ride til it's over Job, Joseph, Moses Tryna lead my people to the promise Ain't no blood ganging But the blood bought us aw yeah [Hook: Ty Brasel] Grinding take timing Pressure make diamonds Foundation solid God in my conscience God in my conscience Grinding take timing Pressure make diamonds Foundation solid God in my conscience Dance on the devil never cross A God's Chosen Ima ride til it's over Partner, we the new school Bless the young scholar (X2) [Verse 2: Young Noah] Bless the young scholar We the leaders of the new school Give a heck who you follow Put me in a room with you role model Bet his soul hollow Hallowed be the name of the God man Bitter pill swallow sinners always Want to sip with me, get your own bottle Give me my respect, cut another check Missing to the creed I'll never be another dumb Rapping over beats Lying over dumb I never did, bragging over deeds That I've never done, never be the King They be out here with that Playing stuff tryna play it off You will never get a ring Really about this thing I was in streets, ain't no glory in it Ain't nobody living dreams out here just Promethazine, mix it with the lemon lime And I bet it make you lean I was blind but the pressure Made fine wine out of me Demons circling, hard times Got my mind right Take a look at the regime [Hook: Ty Brasel] Grinding take timing Pressure make diamonds Foundation solid God in my conscience God in my conscience Grinding take timing Pressure make diamonds Foundation solid God in my conscience Dance on the devil never cross A God's Chosen Ima ride til it's over Partner, we the new school Bless the young scholar (X2)