Blessed Lyrics

Aye Keem pour me up a little bit

We living good, we feeling good

Yeah and the money good and the bitches bad

I know I talk about bitches a lot but that's because I love the bitches, and ima always Make a song about the bitches

And this another one, so let me get to the topic

Aye

I have yet to meet one bitch who I love and know she gone ride

That's why I gotta keep a baddie, and keep a even badder bitch on the side

My head is so fucked up from all the times, they looked in my face and told me them lies

Niggas gone cry about a bitch being choosy, but not me, ima let her go every time

D Maye just got an ounce to make this shit bounce, nothing love towards my guys

Long live all of my dawgs, I know they in heaven rolling dice with God

Hoes from high school see the Camaro, I pass by and they looking surprised

Why the fuck would I pay for your only fans when I can pull up and fuck any time

She said that I'm ugly, dumb, stupid, fat, goofy, I'm sick, and I'm ill

You can say what you want but one thing you can't say is a nigga is late on his bills

Told that little bitch if she love me then tat my name on her just so I know that it's real

I'm happy to say it, my life is amazing, this is exactly how I feel

I'm blessed

10 Thousand dollars worth of diamonds around my neck

I'm blessed

Everybody in my circle chasing a check

We blessed

10 Freaky hoes in this bitch and they ready to have sex

And yes

All 10 freaky hoes gone learn that a young nigga blessed

Alright this here I go, This is drip ain't for show,

Hitting the shoulder lean, I'm feeling like dro

I met a bitch in Texas, ended up meeting her throat

I love how that goes

I go so hard with these floes, Moving like I got them bows

Me and my niggas go to war about racks

But go on about our business when it come to these hos

Look man I see what you saying, This was god plan

Told that little bitch that I can the her man

I'm stuck in my eyes, I still stuck on wave

And ima dawg, I cannot behave

They threw shots, it's grazed

None of these hos get saved

Whole city turnt, them niggas turnt in a wraith

Niggas can't catch my pace

Crazy because I don't even listen, Me and your bitch ass different

My momma use to beat us with extension cords now I gotta keep extensions

Running up these bands done helped with my fitness

Bank account growing and I know it ain't finished

Toney my witness

Had the so many hos in St. Louis, you would of thought a nigga was trickin

All these racks, I'm blessed

I'm in good health, I'm blessed

Woke up this morning, I'm blessed

Gone go to sleep with a baddie

But we ain't getting no rest

She already know I'm stressed

So she gone help with my stress

I think her ass obsessed

Real Juice God in the flesh

A nigga so blessed, a nigga so mother fuckin blessed