Blessed

Pray to God I stay blessed, pray to God I stay blessed
Pray to God I stay blessed, pray to God I stay blessed
He ain't let me down yet, he ain't let me down yet
He ain't let me down yet, nah he ain't let me down yet

Yo I got a mom and I got a dad
Got some bros and I got a girl
Got the music, that's my world!
Savvy thoroughbred, earning bread, aw yeah
Make it multiply like the hand of God, Maradona
The air is sauna hot up in my universe
Cuz queue the verse, Bru disperse
Words like it's urgent, cuts precise like a surgeon
Fuckin' right, I been surging, not even my best version yet
Turned a vet like years ago cuz years ago I nerded out
Reading dictionaries, stackin' my vocabulary
Flipped a talent into something that you have to see
Smashing aces like I'm Agassi cuz lookin' back at me
Been a stoner, been a loner, been all alone up in my home
But it's known in my dome that I'm the chosen one
Get blown to The Love Below, feeling like an OutKast
A gemini been jammin' to Aquemini, when was I
Ever a bitch made, since sixth grade my lips spit
The sickest shit to hit the surface of ya stereo
You got the nerve, I got the dirt and flows to bury you, yaaah
But lately I been feelin' kinda peaceful
Grateful, tryna leave that hate behind me
So I let her go, we bled it slow, I would've married you
Ye you'll never know, unrequited love unbearable, still
Pray you make like a hundred grand annually
And I pray you never get them hands from ya man, baby
And I pray that you can understand just where I am lately
And I pray to God, you learn to love yourself

Pray to God ya stay blessed, pray to God ya stay blessed
Pray to God I stay blessed, pray to God I stay blessed
Yo I got a mom, yo I got a dad, yo I got a mom, yo I got a dad
Yeah I got 'em, yeah I got 'em
Yeah I got 'em



Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Vanegas
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