BLESSINGS (feat. Young Vi$ion)
Turn me up up up
Turn me up up up
(Kill 'em)
Blessings on blessings
On blessings on blessings
Imma keep you
Guessing
Imma teach your ass
A lesson
Keep it moving
Never resting
Working hard
Constantly sweating
Working hard
Constantly eating
Stomach full
Need to repeat it
Feeling full
Need to repeat it
I'm up next
Never conceded
Feel anemic
Am I bleeding
My father
He always preaching
My momma
She never leaving
Lost some homies
So I'm grieving
Throwing shade
I'm always weaving
My brothers they
All believe it
We see it
Got to achieve it
Retrieve it
I need the paper
I stack it up
Like a Laker
Middle finger
To a hater
I'm dipping
I'll see you later
Excuse me don't touch
The vapors
Them bitches be
Dating players
What the hell do you expect?
I don't really need approval
I'm just lookin for respect
I don't really need new hoe
Once I blow up then it's wraps
I can pick and choose any girl
That I want out of a bag
Like they M&Ms
I might have to
Hit again
Flow like Kodak
I'm the kid
Making sense
You listening
Future bright
It's glistening
Future bright
We going up
Pressure high
I'm throwing up
Praying
Know I'll be okay
Take a trip
On layaway
Roll it up
I'm feeling great
Palm trees
And fish fillet
All my cheese
Been lookin great
All my cheddar
Filling up
I'm never gon
Give it up
I'm always
Gon give it all
I'm ballin
Until I fall
Make sure my
Homies gon ball
Make sure my
Homies are straight
I need a crib
With gate
I need a crib
With a pool
I need a crib
With a lake
I swear these
Bitches be
Flakes and
Shoutout my brodie
Named Jake
You falling asleep
I'm awake
I'm moving
Not taking
A break
I'm moving
I see
How it be
I pull up
I'm all
In the scene
I pull up
I'm making it
A hit
Heard that
You Loosing
A grip
Please keep
On taking
That shit
Please
Get the hell out
My way
Wake up
I get to
The cake
I'm having
Me a good day
Riding and sliding
I'm tryna cop myself
Wraith
You hiding and whining
Why don't you
Stay up
In your lane
Swear I use this
Music shit to
Get out
Up my pain
Excuse my language
Think been embedded
In my brain
(Aye Vi$ion)
(You finna kill this shit bro?)
(Hell yeah bro!)
(Let 'em hear what you got dawg)
(Aye they ain't ready for this!)
(Yeah, Uh, Yeah, Yeah)
I'm just tryna make it
Getting to my paper
Hitting up the barber
Time to get a taper
Shoutout to Wiz Khalifa
Yeah I'm banging Taylor
Chasing to my dreams
I'm tired of being a waiter
God is listening
I gotta be good to my neighbors
Flow delicious Vi$ion
Steady coming with the flavors
Poboy in the mix his music
Make you start the prayer
I'm a hometown king
I do it for the players
Make the green
I wanna get it for my family
Moving out of state
Preforming in Miami
Tell 'em I'm the greatest
And there's no comparing
The people get to staring
They looking kinda scary
You ain't got time for stressing
Imma give my blessings
On blessings
On blessings
See my boys in heaven
Life is a valuable lesson
Writing music get my feelings out During the session
Writing music really
Tryna make this my profession
Studio I'm in the lab
Yeah imma get to testing
I don't like showing emotions
I don't show expressions
Turn me up up up
(Kill 'em)
Blessings on blessings
On blessings on blessings
Imma keep you
Guessing
Imma teach your ass
A lesson
Keep it moving
Never resting
Working hard
Constantly sweating
Working hard
Constantly eating
Stomach full
Need to repeat it
Feeling full
Need to repeat it
I'm up next
Never conceded
Feel anemic
Am I bleeding
My father
He always preaching
My momma
She never leaving
Lost some homies
So I'm grieving
Throwing shade
I'm always weaving
My brothers they
All believe it
We see it
Got to achieve it
Retrieve it
I need the paper
I stack it up
Like a Laker
Middle finger
To a hater
I'm dipping
I'll see you later
Excuse me don't touch
The vapors
Them bitches be
Dating players
What the hell do you expect?
I don't really need approval
I'm just lookin for respect
I don't really need new hoe
Once I blow up then it's wraps
I can pick and choose any girl
That I want out of a bag
Like they M&Ms
I might have to
Hit again
Flow like Kodak
I'm the kid
Making sense
You listening
Future bright
It's glistening
Future bright
We going up
Pressure high
I'm throwing up
Praying
Know I'll be okay
Take a trip
On layaway
Roll it up
I'm feeling great
Palm trees
And fish fillet
All my cheese
Been lookin great
All my cheddar
Filling up
I'm never gon
Give it up
I'm always
Gon give it all
I'm ballin
Until I fall
Make sure my
Homies gon ball
Make sure my
Homies are straight
I need a crib
With gate
I need a crib
With a pool
I need a crib
With a lake
I swear these
Bitches be
Flakes and
Shoutout my brodie
Named Jake
You falling asleep
I'm awake
I'm moving
Not taking
A break
I'm moving
I see
How it be
I pull up
I'm all
In the scene
I pull up
I'm making it
A hit
Heard that
You Loosing
A grip
Please keep
On taking
That shit
Please
Get the hell out
My way
Wake up
I get to
The cake
I'm having
Me a good day
Riding and sliding
I'm tryna cop myself
Wraith
You hiding and whining
Why don't you
Stay up
In your lane
Swear I use this
Music shit to
Get out
Up my pain
Excuse my language
Think been embedded
In my brain
(Aye Vi$ion)
(You finna kill this shit bro?)
(Hell yeah bro!)
(Let 'em hear what you got dawg)
(Aye they ain't ready for this!)
(Yeah, Uh, Yeah, Yeah)
I'm just tryna make it
Getting to my paper
Hitting up the barber
Time to get a taper
Shoutout to Wiz Khalifa
Yeah I'm banging Taylor
Chasing to my dreams
I'm tired of being a waiter
God is listening
I gotta be good to my neighbors
Flow delicious Vi$ion
Steady coming with the flavors
Poboy in the mix his music
Make you start the prayer
I'm a hometown king
I do it for the players
Make the green
I wanna get it for my family
Moving out of state
Preforming in Miami
Tell 'em I'm the greatest
And there's no comparing
The people get to staring
They looking kinda scary
You ain't got time for stressing
Imma give my blessings
On blessings
On blessings
See my boys in heaven
Life is a valuable lesson
Writing music get my feelings out During the session
Writing music really
Tryna make this my profession
Studio I'm in the lab
Yeah imma get to testing
I don't like showing emotions
I don't show expressions
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Muench
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