Blessed

Yea
It's him, again
Haha

You say you want violence, but that's not true
That's somebody else's life, give it back to him
Telling lies on these records, why you cap to 'em
So when he die, ain't nobody gon' tattoo him
Real niggaz don't got fake shit attached to 'em
He got a snake radar if they try to latch to him
You throw a shot, he gon' send a bomb back to him
Try to scrap with him, with a knife, he gotta axe for 'em
Always there for the fam, they never gotta ask for him
Dad and Grandad made it possible, they got bats for him
When baseball was the passion, but now it's rap for him
First stu, Grandad got the mini-mac for him
I used to wanna be that nigga
Now I'm him, don't you see that nigga
Grew up on Dre, Em and 50, I used to wanna be that figure
You said I won't, and you was right, cause I'm better
And now you ripe, I got cheddar
In my sight, like mice, got my head up
Counting presidents when I write, it's my vice
Like Kamala, 'cause this my life

Cause I'm, cause I'm, cause I'm blessed
Cause I'm, cause I'm, because I'm blessed

They don't understand the grind, thinking I got it made
Papa paved the way, but he ain't fill my paper with ink
So many backhanded compliments, I don't know what to say
I used to fuss, now I tell them thanks, have a nice day
Gotta watch niggas
The first ones to tell you when you fuck up
But end up missing when you catch a come up
Quick to tell you who you look like, tell you who you sound like
You ask me, that don't sound right
They don't say it sound good, they just say it sound hood
Say they like how I feel, never say it sound real
What
You pretty for a dark skin
And nice handle white boy, I thought you'd be a marksman
People stay sleeping on my raps, nonchalant when I play my tracks
Played a song ghostwritten by me, now they say that shit is crack

Niggas actin' salty cause I'm blessed
Cause I'm, cause I'm, because I'm blessed

You ever play your song
And niggas start actin' dry
Then the next nigga come on
And now they say that shit is fly
You ever copped a fit, and people don't acknowledge it
But go and cop the same shit

You gotta stay away from those type of people, man (Facts)
For real
There's a lot of snakes out here (Snakes)
There's a lot of leeches out here (Leeches)
A lot of bloodsuckers out here (Bloodsuckers, all that)
There's a lot of people just tryna drain you of all your good energy (Energy)

Cause you, cause you blessed (Yea)
Cause you, cause you, because you blessed, yea (You blessed)
(Blessed)

When you blessed, that's what comes with it (Blessed)
When you blessed, that's what comes with it (When you blessed)
They see your energy and come get it (Blessed)
They wanna come get it (Blessed)
They see your style and wanna run with it
Cause you, cause you blessed
Cause you, cause you, because you blessed
Yeah, cause you, cause you blessed
Cause you, cause you, because you blessed
Yeah (Blessed)
Yeah
It's him



Credits
Writer(s): Raymond Louther
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