Bless Up (feat. Cartièr)

Yeah
Yeah

They say time money so I'm ticked when you talk
Saw your true colors like leaves in the Fall
Put my city on my back like we down and they passed me the ball
Go off, it's LeBron
They don't understand the clutch mode than I'm on
Yall don't understand by now you can't guard me
This floor seats at the Garden
Yall just witnessed
I kill beats and stay honest
Me I need checks with some commas
I break rules, but I don't ever think I broke a promise
I promised to my fam I'd give a arm and a leg 'til I'm armless
God on my side, you can't harm us
Yall got guns I got angels so try it
Link up with Dre and I'm down for a riot
I told my ex that the past is behind us
And like a band-aid, in the cut where you'll find us
Yeah, world in the palm of my hands
I sit it down and then hit the Blockboy dance like "Shoot! Shoot!"
I shoot my shot guarantee it go in
Ice in my veins I'm as cold as it gets
Back when I used to wear hand me downs
Knew that I had the upper hand
In my city man they call me the kid
I'm up in the 'Ville, I'm cold as it get
Zero to ten they... (Cold!)
Tell me to chill
Axe got the heat on his hip
Now that's a heat check man forreal
I need some cleats like I'm up in the field
She popped a pill now she coppin' a feel
She say I'm late man girl to be honest
You better be glad that I'm here

(Bless up) Yeah nigga I'm blessed!
(Bless up) Nigga I'm blessed!
(Bless up) What's the update?
Man they say I'm up next I'm (Bless up)
Blessed! (Bless up) Young nigga blessed (Bless up)
Money, power, and respect (Bless up)
Yall have the money and power I want the respect
I'm blessed (Bless up) Blessed! (Bless up)
I tell my daughter I love her and every single chance I get she
(Bless up) Blessed! (Blessed) We blessed!
(Bless up) What's the update?
Man they say I'm up next
Man yeah that's correct I'm

Walk in the bank, they know me by name
They love when I make a deposit
Got too much drip, my fit match my whip
They like 'how the fuck you so modest?'
Damn that young nigga so polished
Might be the oddest
Ima be shining regardless
I'll smoke an eighth just to calm my anxiety
You want the flows? Nigga I got variety
The fuck is sobriety? Plug get so tired of me
But my name ringing bells, Coco Chanel's
Looking like I'm worth some M's and I ain't been taking no L's
That's just my aesthetic, I want it I get it
My oil is synthetic, you niggas pathetic
Charge it to the game but you ain't got no credit
I am the king and don't ever forget it
You dropped the ball, I chase the bag
When I come in that shit finito
I'll never fall, never go out sad
And you niggas bricking the free throw
Walked up in my closet and I found another skeleton
Sleeping in the 5-star suites not the Sheraton
Fuck it, can't sleep now I'm higher than I ever been
My feet don't cheat on this rich nigga regimen
Niggas' wardrobes is embarrassing
Anybody you name I'm better than
Confident but I'm never arrogant
And my lifestyle so elegant
Niggas got me back in my element, it's evident
You poppin' on the 'gram they don't know you at the bank
I could give a damn what you broke niggas think
Always looking like the man and I'm straight out the 'Dan
93 in my lungs, 93 in my tank
I got the heat like July in Atlanta
Watch how you speak I will fye off the hammer
Get to retreating 'cause you ain't competing
'Cause you lack the skills, the vocab and the grammar
Moon is in Scorpio but I'm a Taurus
Smoking on trees you would think it's a forest
I got sopranos like I owned a chorus
Money so tall and my temper the shortest
I'm in a coupe and it's tinted, blowing gas when I'm in it
Sport mode when I sprint it, can't copy, can't print it
And the king's been appointed
Get yo spleen disjointed
Man I met the world and I was a little disappointed
But a nigga so blessed and these niggas stay pressed
And all my looks slay 'cause a nigga so dressed
I'm the hottest in the city but my neck got frostbite
Fly nigga running up a check drippin' Off—White
(Nigga)

Bless up



Credits
Writer(s): Damien Henderson, Brandon Barnett
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