Blessing
(Squad)
Yeah, real shit (yeah)
Yeah, that's real shit (my shit)
Yeah, real shit (that's my shit)
Ayy, it's real shit (that's my shit)
Yeah, real shit, let's get it (my shit)
Yeah, it's real shit
Yeah, I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (ayy, that's probably Tago)
So I'm tired of keeping it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossiping? Then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow
I really turnt to a problem
Gotta chill out with the marijuana, ayy (gotta)
Shawty want Balenciaga, Prada, she fuck wit' Dolce Gabbana
Cooling 'cause she see I do what I wanna (uh)
Chilling 'cause I know they still haven't caught up (uh)
I got some sauce, now I'm sauced up (yeah)
Turnt to a boss, now I'm bossed up
Yeah, who the fuck gave a handout?
Motion flowing, I don't know what's a drought
I ain't never asked no nigga for help
If I'm focused, I can do it myself
You not me, so what the fuck you gon' tell me?
Probably something that I just told myself (bop, bop, bop)
You can't help you, how the fuck you gon' help me?
Probably something that they couldn't tell theyself, yeah (yeah)
Every time I come in clutch
First why all my niggas, they clutching, ayy (for real)
Who the fuck you trick? You bluffing
Real shit, who the fuck you think you stunting?
Gotta watch who the fuck you put your trust in (yeah)
Actors fronting, but they getting dubbed (yeah, yeah)
Niggas'll lose their pride for the buzz
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was
Yeah, I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (oh)
So I'm tired of keeping it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossiping? Then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow
You-you-you say you a blessing, I can't trust that, all day
I came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang
You-you-you say you a blessing
I can't trust that ho, can't trust that, trust
Came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang
Yeah, real shit (yeah)
Yeah, that's real shit (my shit)
Yeah, real shit (that's my shit)
Ayy, it's real shit (that's my shit)
Yeah, real shit, let's get it (my shit)
Yeah, it's real shit
Yeah, I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (ayy, that's probably Tago)
So I'm tired of keeping it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossiping? Then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow
I really turnt to a problem
Gotta chill out with the marijuana, ayy (gotta)
Shawty want Balenciaga, Prada, she fuck wit' Dolce Gabbana
Cooling 'cause she see I do what I wanna (uh)
Chilling 'cause I know they still haven't caught up (uh)
I got some sauce, now I'm sauced up (yeah)
Turnt to a boss, now I'm bossed up
Yeah, who the fuck gave a handout?
Motion flowing, I don't know what's a drought
I ain't never asked no nigga for help
If I'm focused, I can do it myself
You not me, so what the fuck you gon' tell me?
Probably something that I just told myself (bop, bop, bop)
You can't help you, how the fuck you gon' help me?
Probably something that they couldn't tell theyself, yeah (yeah)
Every time I come in clutch
First why all my niggas, they clutching, ayy (for real)
Who the fuck you trick? You bluffing
Real shit, who the fuck you think you stunting?
Gotta watch who the fuck you put your trust in (yeah)
Actors fronting, but they getting dubbed (yeah, yeah)
Niggas'll lose their pride for the buzz
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was
Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was
Yeah, I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now?
She wan' cuff and arrest me now
I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out
All that extra shit really gon' stress me out
Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (yeah, yeah)
Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh)
You AP with a dead piece, how? (Yeah)
Niggas hoes when they look deep down (oh)
So I'm tired of keeping it real with 'em
If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em
Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers
Had to learn that some people can't sit with us
Never lied when I said that you let me down
Never lied when you let me down
Gossiping? Then you can't be 'round
My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow
You-you-you say you a blessing, I can't trust that, all day
I came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang
You-you-you say you a blessing
I can't trust that ho, can't trust that, trust
Came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Owuor Tago, Tyler Justin Sharpe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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