Blessed.

Lyrics

Wake up and I'm blessed
 Wake up and Im blessed
 Man somebody call the feds
 I done murdered my regrets
 I bodied my old body
 I buried my flesh
 Wake up and I'm blessed
 Wake up and I'm blessed
 If you don't feel the same you got the game wrong homie
 Holy Ghost when they approach I got that flame all on me yea yea
 Woke up this morning realized I'm blessed
 Got lungs got air heartbeat wild loud in my chest
 I ain't focused on the negative Im a true representative
 I don't need the suit n tie or the coupe to drive opinions ain't relevant
 I ain't stressing bout a bag see
 What I got I never had some never get to the math
 Why they cut his life in half Dont let em tell you you ain't nuthin what u do you do the best
 We ain't doin nuthin less
 Pull ya card like a ref stop that Nick foles when I drop back
 We don't cut corners we live where they box at chop that serve it to ya aunts n ya moms
 Thank God I am not that
 I really thought money made you
 And only dollar signs could save you
 Now the devil plan disabled
 No Cain I am able
 100 bands for the halo
 What they sellin you won't save though
 Watch who sitting at ya table God love you this game don't
 Wake up and I'm blessed
 Wake up and Im blessed
 Man somebody call the feds
 I done murdered my regrets
 I bodied my old body
 I buried my flesh
 Wake up and I'm blessed
 Wake up and I'm blessed
 If you don't feel the same you got the game wrong homie
 Holy Ghost when they approach I got that flame all on me yea yea
 All my homies say they see the change all on me
 Holy Ghost when they approach I got that flame all on me yea yea
 Surrounded by enemies
 God at the centerpiece
 Ain't no way to get to me
 I know what I'm meant to be Strong in the ministry
 Please don't remember me
 Giving all the glory to God the Holy trinity
 He washed all the sin in me bury My old body pray on them cold Memories
 Pray for this whole industry Yahweh deliver me
 Y'all way diminish me
 Raps way to gimmicky Timothy Paul giving me all of that raw Wisdom
 We stood in the hall flippin and Now I see Gods vision
 Call me the mortician
 Tell em I'm Gone fishing for Souls on a mission
 They gave em a life sentence
 We breakin em outta prison
 We blessed
 Ive been given a second chance
 I don't need to whip the Benz or the rarri'
 It don't matter who try me
 Ima keep on smiling
 So sorry just know that we mobbin no gotti
 Talkin about my haters I spoke highly
 Came up out that dirty water wildin
 I just bodied my old body

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Song Details

Duration
03:02
Key
8
Tempo
140 BPM

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