New School (feat. Young Noah)

[Ty Brasel]

Grinding takes timing

Pressure makes diamonds

Diamonds, diamonds

Oh yeah, aye aye

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

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

[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

[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