Lil Keek - Blessing and a Bullet Lyrics

[Intro]
Mama's voicemail still hauntin' me
Every day I wake up, wonderin' if today the day they catchin' me
Lord forgive me for what I'm 'bout to do
Survival got me caught between a blessing and a bullet, it's true

[Verse 1]
Grandaddy preached protection from above
But down here in Memphis streets that ain't enough
Got the steel on my hip, that's my guardian angel
But the same thing keeping me alive could turn fatal
Every day I wake up, check my surroundings
Heart beating like these 808s, shit be pounding
Seventeen when them shots rang through my window
Now every shadow got me paranoid, yeah I'm mental

[Chorus]
Blessing and a bullet, they the same thing (same thing)
One wrong move could bring the pain, mane (pain, mane)
Protection turn to destruction, ain't no game (no game)
Living by the trigger, dying by the same (same shit)
Mama pray for me, but she know what it take (what it take)
In these streets survival got a price to pay (price to pay)

[Verse 2]
System got us trapped, we just rats in the maze
Fighting over scraps while they counting their pays
Every block a warzone, every corner a test
Wrong place, wrong time, put a hole in your chest
Mama's voice keep ringin', "Baby please be safe"
But safety cost a price that minimum wage can't make
Got my brothers with me, yeah we share the same pain
But trust is like a bullet, once it's gone can't remain

[Bridge]
Lord, I'm trying to make it out (make it out)
But these streets keep pulling me back down (back down)
Every blessing come with doubt (with doubt)
Cause round here angels wear a crown of shells

[Verse 3]
Remember mama told me keep my head up high
But how you do that when bullets painting up the sky?
Protection in my pocket weighing heavy on my mind
One decision separate the living from the died
Streets raised me harder than my daddy ever could
Survival tactics learned up in the neighborhood
Each day I'm breathing is a blessing that I count
But every blessing got a bullet trying to take me out

[Outro]
(Sirens in background)
Still surviving, still breathing
Between the blessing and the bullet
That's where you find me
Memphis made me, streets raised me
Lord protect me, or let the streets take me