BleSsed
I don't flex
Cut the shit
Take a breath
I am blessed
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane
I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck
Sentimental from my Grandad
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane, aye
These hedges are never clipped
Your name its irrelevant
Try to beat around a scenic mountain you'll just get the tip (truck)
You go post a sound say it's all lyrical and deep
Brother you're picture book but claiming high tide
A bumpy road ahead
The signs all say surface level
But you gon lie like they gon lie about the structure
I just write fire
Rap it how it is, posted in a pit, boasted through ya pics
Trapping sharp as barb wire round ya fence boy (killing shit)
So let me ride
Let me take my time, ease my ease my mind
Watch me shine I'm on my grind
She be hella hella fine, so why you lying? (why you lying)
This beat is the lighter the way I rhyme be sparking fires
I'm fighting flames with a tank full of gas (you ice)
Shit you as useful as a broken bank without cash
Money heist, got no hostages or bags for the rags
And you tossed the bitch for that?
These metaphors a cheap the game is cheese for rats man
These trains are loud but their tracks a quiet (yea, yea)
Close your mouth when only facts acquired (yea, yea)
I bail out at the sight of a cloud to see my son grow
Blooming crazy yes my seeds watered and showered
Now the weathers hot in this condition ain't the usual
Am use to scolding summers in the winter time
It's sunnier under this shade-sail life but shit
You spade the hail
Inspired by the greats, no more missing thoughts on my trail cause
I don't flex (I don't)
Cut the shit (cut the shit)
I am blessed (I am blessed)
Take a breath (take a breath)
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit man
I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck
Sentimental from my Grandad
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane
Cut the shit
Take a breath
I am blessed
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane
I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck
Sentimental from my Grandad
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane, aye
These hedges are never clipped
Your name its irrelevant
Try to beat around a scenic mountain you'll just get the tip (truck)
You go post a sound say it's all lyrical and deep
Brother you're picture book but claiming high tide
A bumpy road ahead
The signs all say surface level
But you gon lie like they gon lie about the structure
I just write fire
Rap it how it is, posted in a pit, boasted through ya pics
Trapping sharp as barb wire round ya fence boy (killing shit)
So let me ride
Let me take my time, ease my ease my mind
Watch me shine I'm on my grind
She be hella hella fine, so why you lying? (why you lying)
This beat is the lighter the way I rhyme be sparking fires
I'm fighting flames with a tank full of gas (you ice)
Shit you as useful as a broken bank without cash
Money heist, got no hostages or bags for the rags
And you tossed the bitch for that?
These metaphors a cheap the game is cheese for rats man
These trains are loud but their tracks a quiet (yea, yea)
Close your mouth when only facts acquired (yea, yea)
I bail out at the sight of a cloud to see my son grow
Blooming crazy yes my seeds watered and showered
Now the weathers hot in this condition ain't the usual
Am use to scolding summers in the winter time
It's sunnier under this shade-sail life but shit
You spade the hail
Inspired by the greats, no more missing thoughts on my trail cause
I don't flex (I don't)
Cut the shit (cut the shit)
I am blessed (I am blessed)
Take a breath (take a breath)
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit man
I don't flex this watch up on my wrist, this chain all down my neck
Sentimental from my Grandad
I am blessed baby boy Elliott when I'm stressed I take a breath
Cut out all that other shit mane
Credits
Writer(s): Reece Bramley
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