Bless (feat. MIKE & Sideshow)
How you tryna say it's not enough?
Got me upset
Uh
How you tryna say it's not enough?
Got me upset
I smoke a lot of bud, how I knew a lot of love left
It's not a lot of us
Gotta prove ain't lot of trust left
I'm my father's son, I gotta poof, gotta thug less
There's a God above, seen a lot of roofs on lot of sunsets
What I'm not in touch is obstacles, and lot of bust-heads
I be nodded up, he not the dude
It's lot of Funk Flex, they tryna copy us
They not as smooth, he tryna jump steps, they tryna body us
My poppa moved, I had to come next
Got my body up from droppin' rules, I had to confess
I was not in tune, droppin' juice I hadn't drunk yet
Bless, droppin' jewels I hadn't thunk yet
Where I slept is where callous grew
A rat, some Bombas for my breath
I gotta travel trough, laughed so much, dread
For the bread, niggas crashin' too, we havin' much
Yeah, it's death for a tragic few, we had it tucked
Yeah
Where my UK niggas called a pack food, that's truth
Ain't my mans, then I'ma tax you
If you got problems, we can take this shit back to 9th grade
Used to go body inside the bathroom
But these days we fightin' bodies, so, nigga, act cool
Spank that man for my honor, then I got the tattoo
We ain't missin' when we walk down
If we do, we double-back too
Rappin' easy when you talkin' factual
Must be hard to write a rap when you gotta make this shit up
About how we in these streets, you got some time to get yo' pen up
My akh in the pen, stuck, doin' chest and chin-ups
Cupid don't shoot arrows, just .223s
Fell in love with the block, concrete
And when the money touch my hand, feel like the block love me
I ain't geekin' for cheeks
I'm tryna touch me some breesh
And split it with my dawg Mike B
Yeah
And why are people in 1983 even concerned about this?
I don't know, I think I've done
I've done many albums in my lifetime, and uh
Some of them good, but some of them, some of them bad
Some of them givin' people much inspiration
And uh, some of them inspire people sexually, so they
I've inspired people spiritually, I-
The thing that's important is that, uhm
As I said before, that I reach, whatever plateau I'm supposed to reach with that, I-
My credibility is, uh, aim number one
And when I finally do have something to say that I feel
Got me upset
Uh
How you tryna say it's not enough?
Got me upset
I smoke a lot of bud, how I knew a lot of love left
It's not a lot of us
Gotta prove ain't lot of trust left
I'm my father's son, I gotta poof, gotta thug less
There's a God above, seen a lot of roofs on lot of sunsets
What I'm not in touch is obstacles, and lot of bust-heads
I be nodded up, he not the dude
It's lot of Funk Flex, they tryna copy us
They not as smooth, he tryna jump steps, they tryna body us
My poppa moved, I had to come next
Got my body up from droppin' rules, I had to confess
I was not in tune, droppin' juice I hadn't drunk yet
Bless, droppin' jewels I hadn't thunk yet
Where I slept is where callous grew
A rat, some Bombas for my breath
I gotta travel trough, laughed so much, dread
For the bread, niggas crashin' too, we havin' much
Yeah, it's death for a tragic few, we had it tucked
Yeah
Where my UK niggas called a pack food, that's truth
Ain't my mans, then I'ma tax you
If you got problems, we can take this shit back to 9th grade
Used to go body inside the bathroom
But these days we fightin' bodies, so, nigga, act cool
Spank that man for my honor, then I got the tattoo
We ain't missin' when we walk down
If we do, we double-back too
Rappin' easy when you talkin' factual
Must be hard to write a rap when you gotta make this shit up
About how we in these streets, you got some time to get yo' pen up
My akh in the pen, stuck, doin' chest and chin-ups
Cupid don't shoot arrows, just .223s
Fell in love with the block, concrete
And when the money touch my hand, feel like the block love me
I ain't geekin' for cheeks
I'm tryna touch me some breesh
And split it with my dawg Mike B
Yeah
And why are people in 1983 even concerned about this?
I don't know, I think I've done
I've done many albums in my lifetime, and uh
Some of them good, but some of them, some of them bad
Some of them givin' people much inspiration
And uh, some of them inspire people sexually, so they
I've inspired people spiritually, I-
The thing that's important is that, uhm
As I said before, that I reach, whatever plateau I'm supposed to reach with that, I-
My credibility is, uh, aim number one
And when I finally do have something to say that I feel
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Maman, Michael Jordan Bonema, Hailemariam Kassa
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