Let ‘em know its all there 
For them to judge me 
The proof is in the pudding I grew from something to nothin’ 
Familiar faces recall imperfections I love it 
That lets me know I’ve grown 
Since I was in huggies breastfed Mama been stressin’ out 
My father swig the Henny bottle vices I get it now 
I contemplated suicide once living in doubt was eating at me 
My soul crying out 
I need reason to live ‘fore I disappear again
My purpose ain’t clear fear is in 
Constant 
Tug of war happenin’ and 
All I can do is watch them
Fair enough those are options
Marathon for the hustlers 
Who care less ‘bout the optics 
Father supply me strength 
I know the struggle what build the muscle
Cherish every moment that I remember 
To dodge the puddles 
My clarity depends on every second 
I stand on ten toes 
Further I go more foes arise 
And more hoe goodbyes
More 3.5’s that I smoke in the ride 
Staring up at the sky 
Questioning life and purposes
You’ve heard it all before 
But can you tell me ‘bout what purpose is? 

Furthermore see me conduct myself inappropriate
In her eyes what she envisions is where I’m ‘sposed to get 
While in my rearview life’s floodin’ 
The barricades ain’t nothing
Somehow I’m still high rise living 
The only way to perfection is high five villains 
Cryptic know my intentions is for cyanide kill ‘em
Kicked it wit’ ‘em till the side eye 
Blemished 
All forms of communication my enemies 
Get the Dylan feeling 
Wassup!?

I’m on New Hampshire to Georgia Ave trying to make a buck
All this shit that I’ve written is what I’ve said and done
While niggas worried ‘bout they highlight reels
My high life fills the void 
But see, that might kill 
That might bill her heart 
Now she can’t sit still
All this might but frail to what 
I can’t deal
What should I do about me? 
Maybe blend in with the rest of the world 
And act as if the money got me

JOURNEY

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Journey (Prod. by ARVM Beats)

I could really get it poppin’ here
Yeah, 
Tropicana sprite boy I’m ballin’ like a Cavalier 
Baby show me what your talent is 
She been looking in the wrong places
Baby want some peace 
Baby, look  I could put a lease on a leash 
I could break you off pushin’ P you ain’t P
Tryna steal from me 
I’ma teach when you reach 
She wanna know my body count 
Leach I deceased
Look 
Bitch I’m back by popular demand 
I can’t show you all my moves 
I can’t show my hand 
All I got for you is landing time 
Countin’ bands 
Got so many haters watchin’ me 
He a stan
Look 
And I went and bought some property 
With a Benz 
Look 
Stars align properly I’m outta here 
I’m coastal 
I been peepin’ how you boys shook
Never ever had my bitch took 
Funny niggas Dave Cook 
I know some bout a rapper though 
Man these niggas moist wet pussy niggas 
They laundry clothes 
Flexin’ bout a bitch 
You’s a lick we already know 
Put ‘em on a billboard lit you’s a famous hoe 

I’m Poppin’ bay-be 
Aye Aye 
Look girl I’m Poppin’ 
Aye Aye 
I told you lil’ niggas I been shoppin’
Aye Aye 
Princess cut baby look my diamonds 
Aye Aye 
I’m poppin’ I’m poppin’
I’m ugh -
Don’t be stuntin’ up in here like you with me 
Put ‘em out the club 
Leave that boy on Sesame 
I don’t hang wit clowns I don’t mess with no police 
Speaking of police they ain’t never come get me 

I been off the road like I’m ridin’ ATV’s huh?
California roll spicy mayo please huh
See how annoying it is when niggas get on beats huh?

But I can kick it to ya somethin’ like a Clipse
I been ridin’ down HU boy I use to hit 
Hella bitches know my name 
Hella bitches got the gist 
Wasn’t shit, till I left my mama’s house I’m on the blip
Now I walk around like grave pissin’ finger poppin’ jit
I been workin’
I been swerving 
I been a money makin’ virgin
I never splurge it 
This hoe told me she was worth it 
I must be cursed then 
She later told me she was jokin’
She really only only stayin’ for the dick

Cause I’m poppin’ 
Baby 
Aye Aye 
Look girl I’m Poppin’ 
Aye Aye 
I told you lil’ niggas I been shoppin’
Aye Aye 
Princess cut baby look my diamonds 
Aye Aye 
I’m poppin’ I’m poppin’
I’m ugh - 
Don’t be stuntin’ up in here like you with me 
Put ‘em out the club 
Leave that boy on Sesame 
I don’t hang wit clowns I don’t mess with no police 
Speaking of police they ain’t never come get me 

TropìCana Sprite (Prod. by SHAGGY 16X9)

I grew up in the slums 
But I still know not to compare 
What they talkin ‘bout 
In my pockets was crumbs 
But I still had the sauce for ‘ol girl 
‘Fore she ran her mouth 
Though my record of scorn women 
Is top notch I don’t condone 
How I laid ‘em out 
Chalk it up for the young 
They say memories fade 
But I still recall moments I’m selfish I did it my way 
Trust me lil’ nigga I don’t mean to preach you 
When I say don’t 
And I did it myself? 
I don’t mean pull out composition book
Ain’t here to teach you 
Where would I be 
If not for these errors my trials’ll be feeble

Dawg 
I’m headed where nobody’s been 
Top spot shooter my aim 20/20 
I’m goin’ where nobody’s been 
Pullin’ fresh than a bitch motherfucker
I’m whippin’ this big body Benz 

It’s like I done planted a wire n shit 
My haters is talkin’ again 
My old hoes are talkin’ again
I’m poppin’ I said it again 
Shit I done went put a ring on lil’ shorty 
I know I’m the topic again 
Bitch I might I blow up tomorrow n shit
You might see Osama again 

Niggas ain’t been where I been 
I know better than try and fit your shoes homie
I fit where I’m in 
Taylor made Levi’s nigga the cuff let you know 
You ain’t fresh az I’m iz 
I don’t know if I’m over my sins 
I need pussy I hit ‘er again 
I need pussy I bent ‘er again
 
Dawg 

I know the truth gon’ save me 
It all takes time 
I seen it come thru in the clutch Like McGrady 
Many precautions I did have to take ‘fore I made that lil’ shorty my lady 
The body gon’ die the spirit live on I know I sound crazy 
I wouldn’t turn back if you paid me 
I don’t care if you’ve heard from me lately 
Don’t be calling’ my phone on fugazi
Heard you gossip like you really pay me
Don’t be tellin’ nobody you made me 

Dawg

I’m headed where nobody’s been 
Top spot shooter my aim 20/20 
I’m goin’ where nobody’s been 
Pullin’ fresh than a bitch motherfucker
I’m whippin’ this big body Benz 

It’s like I done planted a wire n shit 
My haters is talkin’ again 
My old hoes are talkin’ again
I’m poppin’ I said it again 
Shit I done went put a ring on lil’ shorty 
I know I’m the topic again 
Bitch I might I blow up tomorrow n shit
You might see Osama again 


CHAT (Prod. by DEADFRMLVV)

Live Recording of Grace Sands (Adonis, UK) at World Pride 2025 in her Washington, DC Debut. Vinyl Set.

Hosted by ROAM, The Little Gay Pub & Dog Daze Social Club.

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Grace Sands at World Pride '25 x ROAM DC

Insane night! Thanks to MC4D for the opportunity!

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Tracklist:

Black Eyed Peas - Rock That Body (YYVON Remix)
The Bucketheads - The Bomb (Darren After Rework)
Fred Again x Da Hool - Victory Lap (Kamino's Unhinged Edit)
Kaskade - Disarm You (Dave Summer Edit)
DREYA V, Dansyn - Light The Fire
Morgan Wallen ft. Tate McRae - What I Want (Disco Fries Remix)
DAFT PUNK - AROUND THE WORLD (WESTEND EDIT)
Black Eyed Peas - The Time [Dirty Bit] (CHALANT Remix)
Taylor Swift - The Fate of Ophelia (COASTR. REMIX)
Lorde - Tennis Courts Flume Remix (Damon Pirko Edit)

Party @ Werk's Vol. 10 (Live at Union Stage) [MC4D Support Set]

SAYSO (888miah)

Click Clack OG Mix
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Victor Sabattini x Skeem x HeavyD - CLICK CLACK (Original Mix)

Different version…work in progress still.

Bread N Shelter More

Bread Shelta N More

PLAYAS CIRCLE (Kaizzr)

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