Blessed

Running this race I ain't never look back
Leaving my pain and regret in the past
Used to put pain and neglect in my head
Was dreaming 'bout getting shot right in my bed
Some days I be thinking bout what I got left
But I'm thankful to God that I ain't gotta stress
I look to the sky I ain't look to my left
Cause I know that I'm right when I say that I'm blessed
Yeah I'm blessed
Yes I'm blessed
I ain't gotta stress
Cause I know that I'm blessed

Ain't stressing no more cause I gotta go hard
Ain't settling down til my money stack large
Running this race there ain't no turning back
Running it up swear I never will lack
Been in my zone yeah I been in my bag
Been twisting it up big zigity zag
Respect on my name when you 'talm bout me
Representing myself when I hop on the beat
Run it up, run it up
Been grindin' all night time to level up
No time for regret when I'm bossing up
Armani got sauce when he pulling up
Cooking up in the stu' yeah you know what's up
Been making these hits yeah I'm turning up
Cooking up in the stu' yeah you know what's up
Been making these hits yeah I'm turning up
My diamonds they dance when I flex with my fit
Can't mess with you goofies you ain't in my clique
Been dressing so good and you know that's legit
Dripped out in designer Amiri on fit
She in the 'telly her friend too
Whipping in Bentley the Benz too
I keep a glock on my friends too
You better watch on your friends too

Running this race I ain't never look back
Leaving my pain and regret in the past
Used to put pain and neglect in my head
Was dreaming 'bout getting shot right in my bed
Some days I be thinking bout what I got left
But I'm thankful to God that I ain't gotta stress
I look to the sky I ain't look to my left
Cause I know that I'm right when I say that I'm blessed
Yeah I'm blessed
Yes I'm blessed
I ain't gotta stress
Cause I know that I'm blessed



Credits
Writer(s): Ezra Vincent
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