Blessed
I gat the drip
I gat the flow
I gat the bars to come right at your best
I gat the tip
I gat it low
You'll be on top confessing that I'm the best
We got no time for the fake shit
Bitch put it down on the bedsheets
I gat no time for the spreadsheet
Second to none I'm the best
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Sin on my eyes
It's time to confess
The devil's alive
The devil's a liar
I can feel his hands on my neck
But I'm obsessed with my dream
You already know I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Yeah
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Who are you clown trying to question me
God by my side is a victory
With you by my side I need a weaponry
I'm just tryna vibe you're the enemy
You tryna hate you're no friend of me
Don't cross the line that's a felony
Blood on your hands tryna murder me
Trying to murder me
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Back in ma ghetto where I gat two shots
And I gat two falls where I lose my battle
Lose that battle cuz I lose all hope
To make like a hero and I couldn't even start cuz I gat no stand
But I gat to go back cuz this is not ma ghetto
Here I come living in this ghetto
Living with you all we got to play strong cuz this ghetto really tough
Making sure we are able .
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I gat the drip
I gat the flow
I gat the bars to come right at your best
I gat the tip
I gat it low
You'll be on top confessing that I'm the best
We got no time for the fake shit
Bxxch put it down on the bedsheets
I gat no time for the spreadsheet
Second to none I'm the best
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Sin on my eyes
It's time to confess
The devil's alive
The devil's a liar
I can feel his hands on my neck
But I'm obsessed with my dream
You already know I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Ok ok
Yeah
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Eeh
Itz dexz
I gat the flow
I gat the bars to come right at your best
I gat the tip
I gat it low
You'll be on top confessing that I'm the best
We got no time for the fake shit
Bitch put it down on the bedsheets
I gat no time for the spreadsheet
Second to none I'm the best
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Sin on my eyes
It's time to confess
The devil's alive
The devil's a liar
I can feel his hands on my neck
But I'm obsessed with my dream
You already know I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Yeah
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Who are you clown trying to question me
God by my side is a victory
With you by my side I need a weaponry
I'm just tryna vibe you're the enemy
You tryna hate you're no friend of me
Don't cross the line that's a felony
Blood on your hands tryna murder me
Trying to murder me
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Back in ma ghetto where I gat two shots
And I gat two falls where I lose my battle
Lose that battle cuz I lose all hope
To make like a hero and I couldn't even start cuz I gat no stand
But I gat to go back cuz this is not ma ghetto
Here I come living in this ghetto
Living with you all we got to play strong cuz this ghetto really tough
Making sure we are able .
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I gat the drip
I gat the flow
I gat the bars to come right at your best
I gat the tip
I gat it low
You'll be on top confessing that I'm the best
We got no time for the fake shit
Bxxch put it down on the bedsheets
I gat no time for the spreadsheet
Second to none I'm the best
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Sin on my eyes
It's time to confess
The devil's alive
The devil's a liar
I can feel his hands on my neck
But I'm obsessed with my dream
You already know I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
God damn I'm blessed
Ok ok
Yeah
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
They don't know the stuffs that I'm made of
So they're all just confusing
Ok ok
Eeh
Itz dexz
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Writer(s): Imonboyi Pefok
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