Texty

Woh, woh, ooooooh Ooooooh, oooooooh Said I got it all, alright and I praise God Wake up and do it all again, 'cause it's our job I never lose I get what's mine 'til I'm on top Penning over these thoughts I'mma get it all in due time Tell me that you gon' see my soul baby Take me outside of it Tell me you'll go baby, I'm in a ride for it Tell me you know baby, but in the light of it I hope my love shows and you never doubting it I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) Half of my life I would just have to desire But look at me, I'm getting better with time Money coming in, I don't know how to react Pouring up the digits, I'm too blessed to be To blessed to be stressed, out every weekend I'm on go, 'cause I been through the deep end And it ain't over, 'til it's over Blessings on my left hand I be on that grind and I play it like I'm west man Niggas tryna link, nah, I don't do that I need more bands I be in kitchen cooking plans with the same pans Run me by my name in the music, I'm from deep end Bad decisions done turned me into a fucking beast then Let me turn 'em up then, nah, let me turn 'em up then Let me turn 'em up then, nah, let me turn 'em up then, yeah I say, blessings on my right hand Young black and blessed I'm conflicted on what to do next Different with the steppin' They can never know what's happening I'm tryna find myself while I'm paddling Life as it goes while I'm settling To find my mind free of the stresses Free off the blessings, while I get my mind in its center piece You know that I was stuck, hella starved, now I'm having it You know how about I came outside from nothing now I'm having it Said I got it all, alright and I praise God Wake up and do it all again, 'cause it's our job I never lose I get what's mine 'til I'm on top Penning over these thoughts I get it all in due time Tell me that you gon' see my soul baby Take me outside of it Tell me you'll go baby, I'm in a ride for it Tell me you know baby, but in the light of it I hope my love shows and you never doubting it I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher) I'm too blessed to be stressed (higher) All year in my bag (higher)
Writer(s): Emeka Akumefule, Julio Mijiga, Sipho Ncube Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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