Bless Up
Yeah yeah yeah yeahhh
So bless up
(Seany)
So Bless Up
(Seany)
So bless up
(Seany Seany Knox)
So Bless Up
I had roaches in the hallway
Charlottes web up in my ceiling
Do you reap what you really sow?
Now we winning
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
So bless up
I told em!
I moved to Atlanta
Felt closer to fame
Packing my things up
I needed a change
Said no goodbyes
I ain't cutting no ties
I ain't think
I really needed to explain
For a long time
Remained anonymous
It was Gods plan
To be so prominent
Tired of being a walking contradict
When I'm making moves
I'm conscious competent
I'm striving to be something to see
Your Honor decree my own destiny
You laying up like a finger roll
But you expect to win the 3peat
How I run the track
It's like an athlete
My sick need a vaccine
Yeah I use to play the backseat
On my Rosa Louise
I had roaches in the hallway
Charlottes web up in my ceiling
Do you reap what you really sow?
I guess that's why I'm winning
Lord protect my soul
From harsh realities
That I chose
(Feel like my)
Feet in the snow
Bare it all cause the truths cold
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
I told em!
I want a Keisha Bottoms chick
Aging like fine wine
Down to start the race with me
And meet me at the finish line
So bless up
(Seany)
So Bless Up
(Seany)
So bless up
(Seany Seany Knox)
So Bless Up
I had roaches in the hallway
Charlottes web up in my ceiling
Do you reap what you really sow?
Now we winning
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
So bless up
I told em!
I moved to Atlanta
Felt closer to fame
Packing my things up
I needed a change
Said no goodbyes
I ain't cutting no ties
I ain't think
I really needed to explain
For a long time
Remained anonymous
It was Gods plan
To be so prominent
Tired of being a walking contradict
When I'm making moves
I'm conscious competent
I'm striving to be something to see
Your Honor decree my own destiny
You laying up like a finger roll
But you expect to win the 3peat
How I run the track
It's like an athlete
My sick need a vaccine
Yeah I use to play the backseat
On my Rosa Louise
I had roaches in the hallway
Charlottes web up in my ceiling
Do you reap what you really sow?
I guess that's why I'm winning
Lord protect my soul
From harsh realities
That I chose
(Feel like my)
Feet in the snow
Bare it all cause the truths cold
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
(And you know we grind)
So bless up
I told em!
I want a Keisha Bottoms chick
Aging like fine wine
Down to start the race with me
And meet me at the finish line
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Writer(s): Sean Anderson
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