This one for Grandma.

This one for Grandma. I know you gone, but I still feel you. Still hear you when I’m making these decisions. For everybody listening— Love ’em while they here. ’Cause when that phone stop ringing… You can’t call Heaven back. [Hook] I got an angel in my corner, I can feel her when I’m low, Grandma watching from the sky, telling me, “Don’t fold.” I been fighting through the pain, had to learn to carry on, But I’d give anything just to hear her say my name one more time. So love your people while they here, don’t wait until they gone, Hug your mama, call your grandma, tell ’em that you love ’em strong. ’Cause when Heaven takes ’em home, you can’t pick up that phone, You can talk, but they can’t answer—love ’em while they here, don’t wait ’til they gone. [Verse 1] Grandma used to tell me, “Baby, keep your head up,” Even when the world got cold, she made sure I was fed up— Fed with love, fed with faith, taught me never give up, Now I’m standing on my own, but I still need that hug. I remember all the little things, now they mean the most, Funny how you miss somebody when you really need ’em close. Used to think I had forever, I was young, I didn’t know, Now I’m looking at the sky like, “Grandma, you still home?” I done been through some things that could've broke me down, But I hear your voice inside whenever life gets loud. You told me keep my heart even when they let me down, So I carry your name with me every time I’m out. And I’m doing this for you, I ain't doing this for fame, Every dollar, every win, I wanna make you proud of your name. If Heaven got a window, I hope you watching me shine, ’Cause everything I am today got a piece of you inside. [Hook] I got an angel in my corner, I can feel her when I’m low, Grandma watching from the sky, telling me, “Don’t fold.” I been fighting through the pain, had to learn to carry on, But I’d give anything just to hear her say my name one more time. So love your people while they here, don’t wait until they gone, Hug your mama, call your grandma, tell ’em that you love ’em strong. ’Cause when Heaven takes ’em home, you can’t pick up that phone, You can talk, but they can’t answer—love ’em while they here, don’t wait ’til they gone. [Verse 2] Youngin’, listen to me, put that pride to the side, Tell your people that you love ’em while they standing by your side. You chasing money, chasing women, chasing likes on your phone, But none of that means nothing when your loved ones are gone. Go sit down with your mama, ask her how she been feeling, Call your granddad, hear his stories, let him know that you need him. Take a picture, make a memory, laugh until you cry, ’Cause one day that picture might be the only thing you got. Don’t wait for no funeral just to say what you should've said, Don’t wait until they’re in the ground to wish you had more time instead. Life move fast, tomorrow ain't promised, that's the truth, So if you got somebody special, go and tell ’em what they mean to you. I wish I could call Grandma just to tell her how I’m doing, Tell her all about the battles and the mountains I been moving. But I know she got my back, even though I can't see her, Every time I almost quit, somehow I feel her getting nearer. [Bridge] Grandma, if you hear me, I hope you know I’m trying. Some days I smile, Some days I’m crying. But I promise I’ll keep going, I promise I’ll stay strong. And I’ll tell the next generation: Love your people before they’re gone. [Final Hook] I got an angel in my corner, I can feel her when I’m low, Grandma watching from the sky, telling me, “Don’t fold.” I been fighting through the pain, had to learn to carry on, But I’d give anything just to hear her say my name one more time. So love your people while they here, don’t wait until they gone, Hug your mama, call your grandma, tell ’em that you love ’em strong. ’Cause when Heaven takes ’em home, you can’t pick up that phone, You can talk, but they can’t answer—love ’em while they here, don’t wait ’til they gone. [Outro] Yeah… Grandma, this one yours. I’m still here. Still fighting. Still making you proud. And to the youngins listening— Put the phone down. Go hug your mama. Call your grandma. Tell your people you love ’em.