Blessed

Roll something up
Let's go
Talking about those 3 gram blunts
In my zone like 2, 3
Pop a bottle
Yeah

I remember when they told me that I couldn't go
Bought a beat pad they told me that I shouldn't go
Lost a couple friends cuz all of them is crooked
Trynna make it B I G like that boy from Brooklyn
Feeling like Daytona the way I keep it pushin
They askin where I'm at, I tell em I'm just cookin
Remember in the nights that I spent in central bookings
Prayin to the sky like, John I know you looking
Then Carol took a bullet tomorrows never promised

So I'm livin to the fullest
Avoiding all the bullshit
Blessed for what I got
My family and my woman
If you don't think it's real
Man, the proof is in the pudding
Real Vibez

So light it up if your smokin the weed
Take a sip for the ones we can't see
I keep it real that's the way it should be
I stay blessed, so you know I believe

Stay lit if your smokin the weed
Take a sip for the ones we can't see
I keep it real that's the way it should be I stay blessed
So you know I believe
My Brothers keeper till the day that I die (love you Roy)
Grandmas watching over me, as I smoke and drive
Paper planes yeah, you know that I'm fly
Missing Dylan blowing weed in the sky
Like HOV I gotta make the song cry
These haters been salty since like junior high
Bunch of Henry hills working for the FBI
Hater blockers on duckin all this evil eye
Bunch of weirdo shit like these hoods gentrified
I'm flippin real estate and you just flippin pies
Real Vibez yeah, screaming now fuck the 5
I'm the truth but you the one who'd testify

So light it up if your smokin the weed
Take a sip for the ones we can't see
I keep it real that's the way it should be

I stay blessed, so you know I believe
Stay lit if your smokin the weed
Take a sip for the ones we can't see
I keep it real that's the way it should be
I stay blessed, so you know I believe