Blissful Misery Lyrics

Honesty the best policy

I can't be P if I ain't honest

Exposing my heart to you all

Come on

Crank it to 100 my whip buggy

Getting whip by pussy paper chasing

You look dummy

Real niggas move in Silence

I don't speak ain't shit funny

Hoes on my body

Like I ain't whipping no Maserati

Grand Cherokee my ride along her name ivy

Grinding for a minute why your opps ain't mad

Just worry bout my pennies

Take a band to make it back in dime we trust

In the ruff where my diamonds stuff

In the darkness where I light it up

With my melanin

The money jar is what I'm grabbing in

Sleep is the cousin death guess I'll let them sin

Don't worry bout p

Don't worry bout p if it ain't me

Worry bout all this money can't even see green

Show yall how I'm stepping for real

Check it

Thugging on my lonely

I ain't scared of you nigga

Been outcast like 3000 but call me P

Fill with misery but my bliss is glowing

Fear and tendencies but I keep going

Slurring all my rhyme

Like the drunkin sailor sea sick

Motion of the ocean

I ain't a stagnate like the cement

I am ever glowing

Like the stars above the ceiling

I'm not whipping double R's

I'm rolling in my V6

You don't know my struggle

You don't know my pain silver on my skin

Shine brighter than yo diamonds rings

I can count the times when I had to change

I had to bring more pressure

I can't stay the same

Fuck hoes and get cheddar that is not my lane

Let them niggas talk

And those dirty mouth hoes too

Hoes do anything to come off a bag

And her hoes do anything but come on her ass

Hey miss lovely why all these hoes so buggy

I just need me a dime piece not no vermin

Or a Nickel bitch

Pussy smell like copper I ain't pay a cent

The hoes want everybody

Nigga you just pay to rent

You can't be P if you can't be honest

Can't be P if you can't be honest

Can't be me if you can't even see green