Blessings (Remix)
• Written by TylerHustle
[Verse 1: Xtatic]
I'm cursed, but I'm blessed, my nigga
I got your attention with some juxtaposition
A lot of y'all blessed niggas fake
I got my opinion, it's just a position
I'm tired of y'all making me do shit
They tell me again and again, reimposition
So I'm coming after these niggas
I can't say when until we get a physician
I'll get back to these wanna-bes that try to faze me
This is that shit that I need to address
Forget all of them false-claiming ass kids
I don't fuck with them bitches; this is where I confess
I got limits, but they getting smaller and smaller
So I do whatever I want; more or less
That's gotta be some good in itself
I don't believe in God, but goddamn I feel blessed
I got blessings on blessings on blessings
But, I wish these fuckboys won't try to walk with me
Like you throw threat at me on one day
Now I got your ugly hoe borderline stalking me
I thought you was a thug, yesterday
Thought yesterday, you was planning on clocking me
I ain't playing with them irritating assholes
If you a cold nigga then come talk to me
You can take me down, one moment
And I got a squad that'll come with a cavalry
I'm flawless, and I conquer these niggas
Even though my freestyles going through atrophy
I mean I'm blessed to feel way up
While still having all of this apathy
And I can deal with the pain, my nigga
I don't give a fuck about no agony
Still the funny thing about talking behind my back
Is that it always get back to me
You best believe when it get back to me,
I'm breaking teeth like a cavity
I'm talking me and my day one niggas
We be beating ass like Daijiro Matsui
When they ask how I'm dropping all this greatness,
I'll tell 'em droppin' cuz nigga that's gravity
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TylerHustle
Member since October 17 2014