Lessons (Deluxe)

Oh we got blessings, taught a lesson
They know I don't need a weapon, just know how we stepping

I got a thousand blessings but I learned a thousand lessons
Perky's keeping them from stressing, wonder how it feel in heaven
They watching my progression, I'm moving with aggression
I don't need a weapon, bet the opp's know how we stepping
Don't look at the ground, pick yo head up
Its gone be okay, get your bread up
They sneak dissing, getting fed up
I feel I'm going slow so I sped up
I put my foot on the gas take off, stay on the clock no day off
All the hard work gone pay off, going hard feel like a play off
I'm grinding I cannot be laid up, going hard it feel like a playoff

Say slow it down well I guess I sped up
Was down bad had to get my bread up
Hit her from the front I had to put her legs up
Said that nigga must be dumb he know I keep this led tucked
You know we stepping on anything that nigga said what
Just don't get yo head bust know we shooting at everyone
We was hurting we was flat we was down to bread crumbs
We was hurting we was flat we was down to bread crumbs

Yea we step on everyone, heat gone burn em like the sun
We ain't gone stop until its done, say we the two bitch we the one
I ain't gone stop til I'm on top, out all day I'm on the block
He want beef then he a lock, hell a shots come out the G-lock

Say hell a shots come out the G-lock, I ain't write this off the top
Know we known for spinning blocks, every song offend a opp
How you a thug and you ratted, line em up like he got tatted
Won't tweak on hoes if I been had it, try to push shit up like attic
Yea that's my brother that's my bang bro, grew up on the same road
Hit shots from different angles, catch a face shot just like tango

Catch a face shot just like tango
Run up let that thing blow
You get wet just let this rain go