BleSsed Lyrics

I don't flex

Cut the shit

Take a breath

I am blessed

I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath

Cut out all that other shit mane

I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck

Sentimental from my Grandad

I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath

Cut out all that other shit mane, aye

These hedges are never clipped

Your name it's irrelevant

Try to beat around a scenic mountain you'll just get the tip (truck)

You go post a song say it's all lyrical and deep

Brother you're picture book but claiming high tide

A bumpy road ahead

The signs all say surface level

But you gon lie like they gon lie about the structure

I just write fire

Rap it how it is, posted in a pit, boasted through ya pics

Trapping sharp as barb wire round ya fence boy (killing shit)

So let me ride

Let me take my time, ease my ease my mind

Watch me shine I'm on my grind

She be hella hella fine, so why you lying? (why you lying)

This beat is the lighter the way I rhyme be sparking fires

I'm fighting flames with a tank full of gas (you ice)

Shit you as useful as a broken bank without cash

Money heist, got no hostages or bags for the rags

And you tossed the bitch for that?

These metaphors a cheap the game is cheese for rats man

These trains are loud but their tracks a quiet (yea, yea)

Close your mouth when only facts acquired (yea, yea)

I bail out at the sight of a cloud to see my son grow

Blooming crazy yes my seeds watered and showered

Now the weathers hot in this condition ain't the usual

Am use to scolding summers in the winter time

It's sunnier under this shade-sail life but shit

You spade the hail

Inspired by the greats, no more missing thoughts on my trail cause

I don't flex (I don't)

Cut the shit (cut the shit)

I am blessed (I am blessed)

Take a breath (take a breath)

I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath

Cut out all that other shit man

I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck

Sentimental from my Grandad

I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath

Cut out all that other shit mane