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(Bonus Track) Blessed [feat. Frico & Ali P] Video (MV)






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Bank account, in the house
We blessed
(Nigga we blessed)
Ran the game, made it out
Blessed
(No we don't stress)
(Bank account, in the house
We blessed)
Took the spot, as a squad
Blessed
(Nigga we blessed)
(Ran the game, made it out
Blessed)
Blessed Blessed

I'm so blessed and I know it
Melanin, my skin I own it
Im feelin like jay z triple 4 it
No bleach no cream, no Sammy Sosa
Smokin on that sosa (blessed)
Like I'm supposed to (blessed)
No pill poppin
Cause I'm hoppin on that Jane (blessed)
Not plain
Just to maintain
Stay sane, never fair
(Blessed)
Rah in the booth
I'm Rockin that CARE
Cause
I'm blessed
Never stressed
Mind over matter
Brain like chess
Got a chess like brain
Try to refrain
From sayin we ain't
Cause
Nigga we blessed

Nigga we blessed
My niggas we blessed
No we dont stress
Nigga we blessed
Nigga we blessed

Feel like I just took two shots
To the chest, am I still living
Well tell me your guess
Liquor still burning my liver
The best, my nigga im stressed
At best im losing my mind
As im counting particulates
Dosing on lines, man the grain
Of the sand, whitening and
Fine, can clean up my nose
But can't get back the time
So im out, head down south
For a mouth, head under a
Blouse cause im so aroused
I could burst and I need a skirt
That'll ride up on a chick
As her walls and my dick
Figure out how they fit
Till we quit, shit man that even
Me, but it's hard to resist a nice Smile and physique try to show More control but the
Pussy got a heat, if the legs Wide, then I gotta eat mmmm
Head back North to the city tho It's gritty miss them titties
But a nigga gotta work
Afraid imma die fore my time
For the grind but Ill hustle
Till it muthaf*cking hurts
Got the weed and the drank
In off time the pank
Yo boy is not stressin this hard
Life of lessons, just countin
My blessins on blessins on Blessins

Blessed
Bank account check
Blessed
In the house
Blessed
Blessed
Just to show ya who next
Blessed

Blessed by the god of truth
Ima eat forbidden fruit, cater Her panties, dance in sin
Recast the world with no stroke of a man
Birth me a Nation compare me to them, so You say great do it again
Prophesy now don't prophesy Then, empty sky but when I do It again
You say he great, do it Again, blessed I'm feeling it
F*ck it I'm stealing it all of your Garden of Edens I'm healing it
Part of my ways, pardon my Miracles, parting these waves
Part away all your principles, Picking me off cause the visuals Are real and too literal
Paint a New meaning of vincible
People asking me what would a nigga do

Blessed
Bank account check
Blessed
Just to show you who next
Blessed
Ran the game check
Blessed
Never gonna turn em down
Feel me now
Do you feel me now
Do you feel me now
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Bank account, in the house
We blessed
(Nigga we blessed)
Ran the game, made it out
Blessed
(No we don't stress)
(Bank account, in the house
We blessed)
Took the spot, as a squad
Blessed
(Nigga we blessed)
(Ran the game, made it out
Blessed)
Blessed Blessed

I'm so blessed and I know it
Melanin, my skin I own it
Im feelin like jay z triple 4 it
No bleach no cream, no Sammy Sosa
Smokin on that sosa (blessed)
Like I'm supposed to (blessed)
No pill poppin
Cause I'm hoppin on that Jane (blessed)
Not plain
Just to maintain
Stay sane, never fair
(Blessed)
Rah in the booth
I'm Rockin that CARE
Cause
I'm blessed
Never stressed
Mind over matter
Brain like chess
Got a chess like brain
Try to refrain
From sayin we ain't
Cause
Nigga we blessed

Nigga we blessed
My niggas we blessed
No we dont stress
Nigga we blessed
Nigga we blessed

Feel like I just took two shots
To the chest, am I still living
Well tell me your guess
Liquor still burning my liver
The best, my nigga im stressed
At best im losing my mind
As im counting particulates
Dosing on lines, man the grain
Of the sand, whitening and
Fine, can clean up my nose
But can't get back the time
So im out, head down south
For a mouth, head under a
Blouse cause im so aroused
I could burst and I need a skirt
That'll ride up on a chick
As her walls and my dick
Figure out how they fit
Till we quit, shit man that even
Me, but it's hard to resist a nice Smile and physique try to show More control but the
Pussy got a heat, if the legs Wide, then I gotta eat mmmm
Head back North to the city tho It's gritty miss them titties
But a nigga gotta work
Afraid imma die fore my time
For the grind but Ill hustle
Till it muthaf*cking hurts
Got the weed and the drank
In off time the pank
Yo boy is not stressin this hard
Life of lessons, just countin
My blessins on blessins on Blessins

Blessed
Bank account check
Blessed
In the house
Blessed
Blessed
Just to show ya who next
Blessed

Blessed by the god of truth
Ima eat forbidden fruit, cater Her panties, dance in sin
Recast the world with no stroke of a man
Birth me a Nation compare me to them, so You say great do it again
Prophesy now don't prophesy Then, empty sky but when I do It again
You say he great, do it Again, blessed I'm feeling it
F*ck it I'm stealing it all of your Garden of Edens I'm healing it
Part of my ways, pardon my Miracles, parting these waves
Part away all your principles, Picking me off cause the visuals Are real and too literal
Paint a New meaning of vincible
People asking me what would a nigga do

Blessed
Bank account check
Blessed
Just to show you who next
Blessed
Ran the game check
Blessed
Never gonna turn em down
Feel me now
Do you feel me now
Do you feel me now
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Writer: Freddy Francois, Illgner Paul, Mitchell One
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid

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