Greg Major, Josiahxdied - Almost Lyrics

Man, J, I'm trying to tell you bruh
It's like they just don't know the half
If it wasn't for God's grace
Yeah, I hear you bro
Let's talk to em though
I thank God for the almost
First and foremost
Living on the edge, I was so close
I was in them clubs and them GoGo’s
Surrounded by locos
But my God in charge of the chronos
Dangers seen and unseen
Protecting me when I was green
Only the real know what I mean
I could have end up losing my spleen
But God stepped in as the Sovereign king
Somebody must be praying
Lord, encamp your angels
There are so many dangers
My city filled creeps and stranglers
I know they walking round with them bangas
Tucked off in them Wranglers
Like Brett Favre they hitting them angles
I almost got shot by the cops
19 years old, they caught me old at a traffic stop
Mistaken identity and then they pulled out the glock
That was the day I got my black card
and I got a black heart
I almost got killed by Jezebel
She fed me lies and fairy tales
Tried to milk me for money
And some wedding bells
And almost got my soul led to hell
So glad I lived to tell
I almost died Vegas
In fact, Sometimes I think I did
I praise God that He forgives
I thank you Lord just for letting me live
Just to see another day
It could have been another way on that strip
Almost slipped, almost died
Josiah in the fire, talking almost fried
Pain comes either way you play it, double barrel
Will I choose to show em grace? inherent peril, jack sparrow
Was searching for the medals, but then coming in last
And joy seem so expensive, place my face on the glass
He placed my ways on the path
Now i’m talking when i’m walking, in stride
No fear cause i got grace on my side
Thoughts be sounding jumbled, but I promise they sober
Been holding holy mindful notions, middle thoughts just like cody
Viva la vida vibe only, still explicit you know me
He flipped my ways and gave me fruit
Was stuck on wax and straight phony. Yeah
Run it up, run it up, hate can’t stop my game, we huddle up
Lace them sneaks’ then plant, no cover, faith and grace, we covered
Had to buckle in my truth for the ride
And if you say you ride with me, I need it real by my side

Man, J, I'm trying to tell you bruh
It's like they just don't know the half
If it wasn't for God's grace
Yeah, I hear you bro
Let's talk to em though
I thank God for the almost
First and foremost
Living on the edge, I was so close
I was in them clubs and them GoGo’s
Surrounded by locos
But my God in charge of the chronos
Dangers seen and unseen
Protecting me when I was green
Only the real know what I mean
I could have end up losing my spleen
But God stepped in as the Sovereign king
Somebody must be praying
Lord, encamp your angels
There are so many dangers
My city filled creeps and stranglers
I know they walking round with them bangas
Tucked off in them Wranglers
Like Brett Favre they hitting them angles
I almost got shot by the cops
19 years old, they caught me old at a traffic stop
Mistaken identity and then they pulled out the glock
That was the day I got my black card
and I got a black heart
I almost got killed by Jezebel
She fed me lies and fairy tales
Tried to milk me for money
And some wedding bells
And almost got my soul led to hell
So glad I lived to tell
I almost died Vegas
In fact, Sometimes I think I did
I praise God that He forgives
I thank you Lord just for letting me live
Just to see another day
It could have been another way on that strip
Almost slipped, almost died
Josiah in the fire, talking almost fried
Pain comes either way you play it, double barrel
Will I choose to show em grace? inherent peril, jack sparrow
Was searching for the medals, but then coming in last
And joy seem so expensive, place my face on the glass
He placed my ways on the path
Now i’m talking when i’m walking, in stride
No fear cause i got grace on my side
Thoughts be sounding jumbled, but I promise they sober
Been holding holy mindful notions, middle thoughts just like cody
Viva la vida vibe only, still explicit you know me
He flipped my ways and gave me fruit
Was stuck on wax and straight phony. Yeah
Run it up, run it up, hate can’t stop my game, we huddle up
Lace them sneaks’ then plant, no cover, faith and grace, we covered
Had to buckle in my truth for the ride
And if you say you ride with me, I need it real by my side