BLESSED ft. HIPHOPSON & MANBOYK Lyrics

No conditional

Am the general

In an overall

You can tell it though

It's unbelievable

Coz am dependable

From delusional

Gat my medal on

You know where am going

Stop cutting my blessing

Am minding my business

Screening my haters

Putting in places

Rotting in hating

Putting in pressure y'all niggahs faking

Stop the pretending

You know where I came from

Straight from the ghetto call it the gutter

Goofy don't push me I came with the gango

Yeah niggah we thugging fuck what you saying

Am trapping like am running

Young niggah sliding call me Thee grandson

Niggah ain't playing fuck is you telling

Am taking my joints home promise ain't switching

Nah am not flipping

For my bros I will ride

For my gang I will slide

For my weed I will roll

For my dreds am a raster

Am so blessed

Don't bring the flammables

It ain't debatable nor reliable coz am the original

It ain't about me no

It's just occasional

To turn my bitches on

From the way am grown

For my bros I will ride

For my gang I will slide

For my weed I will roll

For my dreds am a raster

Am so blessed, you so blessed

Yeah

Blessings on blessings on blessings

Young and trapping am blessed

Keeping it real

Came in the game with gang

Smoking on trees

I can get you high its vibe

Give me five

You already know

Am expendible

It's generational

Running durking whores

You reaching you tripping you whore

Icy icy am too drippy

Shorty shorty Am too blessy

Marry marry am too highy

Chasing the bag, counting ma racks

Am feeling blessed

Goofy you fake, you thrown shade

You pissing me off, Bet you gone fade

We living to die

Am changing the face

Am cutting the fakes

Am switching the snakes

Am drilling the best

Demanded ma place

Am running a race

They Raking me Ace

Am blessed

Take naps not sleep nights

If Talking a bout sleep I get two days a week

Mind 80 in the street

Drill drill it's a Ug drill

Choose me and am blessing you

Hate on me and i will shoot you down

Loyal to geng that's pushing P

Am with the gang we y'all winning Am wit the gang we y'all winning

Am waking am thanking

Am waking am baking

Am high you can't see me

Cashing my checks am running out of space

Am chasing the bag you nigga is hating

I will flex on these hoes and do it again

Take me high I might forget

Fuck me up you won't do it again

TCF we killing them all

Fuck is you talking about