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
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 03:02
- Key
- 8
- Tempo
- 140 BPM