Lyrics:
about a week
And consecrate
Close your eyes
And walk by faith
Cause
I still ain't playing no games
And no I'm not insane
I got a sound mind
When I fanned
the Lord.
Like a tree plan-ted by water, with its roots deep in the stream
We will not be worried when it's hot - or in a drought!
Blessed is the one,
so fuckin loud they beat a path to my door
But I wasn't listening or visiting I had my ear to the speaker
My face in a mic screaming Katy Perry watch
light
Ferrari is white
Drive all through the night
With your girl by my side
She like Batman
So I'll be her dark knight
Ha, you're right
Bitch, I'm
All my niggas good
All my niggas live
Raised up in the jungle but we blessed to be alive
You ain't really lived if you never had to strive
Better
666" The
Book was the Satanic Bible by Anton
Lavey after Scott Waterhouse's trial
Both the prosecution
And the victim's father claimed
That although
think of letting go
Know you wanna get behind the wheel, but only one Rida
Eyes shut, still got me swimming like a diver
Can't let go, I got fans in
might know as Tyrone from Trailer Park Boys
We even had a manager, this guy named Martin Finch
While I was doing this group thing
I was still always
on my chest
When I got hit by that car I thought life was mess, I thought life was a mess
But I was able to ball so I know that I'm blessed, know that
conversations
You blessed just to be in my presence baby say thank you
I slept on couches and floors and will still do it
I'm never acting too boojie I know how
Glory glory to the father
Glory glory to the son
Glory glory to the Holy Ghost
Mi sing blessed blessed blessed be your name
Mi sing blessed blessed
It got me screaming out like
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy
I'm #blessed
Ain't no hashtag stress
He got me screaming out like
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy
I'm #blessed
It got me screaming out like
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy
I'm #blessed
Ain't no hashtag stress
He got me screaming out like
Ayy ayy
Ayy ayy
Ayy
I'm #blessed
blessed
Brodie split the bag and kept the rest
I told him "bless"
Had to leave my old girl for a ten
I don't regret
We used to rap by the
Yea yea you know
storms
I'll still remember what the Lord has done for me
Lord you are the reason I am blessed
You're my blessing o, blessing
Oh I can count it any
The village with its scrambled streets and lover's lanes
The long lost rooms on Perry Street where love was slain
The drifting dreams that turned
Oh Flower
What a dream your love has been, no matter the hour and despite the discipline
You have groomed me, by you I'm a better man
If you call me
the spots with the burglar bars
Still keep the choppas by the door (by the door)
B-I-G, put your bottles and your buss downs up
If you fuck with Big Sno
a dirty south rider, they gone respect it or check it
Many are called, but few are chosen, can't leave me open
Blessed by all the marvel give me the roses,
the world feels like it has a vendetta
You still keep your head up, you're blessed forever
Yeah, I see that fight in you
Don't ever let nobody take that light
strong
So be strong
'Cause they still gon miss their weapons and continue to treat you wrong
Far too long
Far too long
We been fighting one another by
receive
Blessed is the heart that gets broken but keeps holdin' on
Holdin' on for another day
'Cause that's what it means to live by faith
So I cry
the state
You gone learn who you is on your darkes days
Roads was paved by some brick layers
Ogs who was running shit like gale sayers
Ohio players i pull up
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
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