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Blessed
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Blessed은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2024년 11월 13일일에 KennethWayne에서 발매되었습니다.Blessed - Single
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발매일2024년 11월 13일
라벨KennethWayne
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All I know is this
Ballin' since a kid
Dreaming 'bout the diamonds all over my wrist
But I don't need that
Just to show the flex
Foldin' at the crease
Fallin' to my knees
Gotta thank god everyday that i'm blessed
As long I carry this weight on my chest
Ima be fine
Grab a glass of wine
Take a step back
And collect the checks
Oh don't worry mama oh don't worry papa
You don't have to worry about me anymore
Been putting in work like the mofuckin' rent is due
Racking up dollars like never before
Feel like i'm oh maybe im Harden or Jordan
Oh baby just look at the score
I dont even know (know)
How i'm this dope
How i'm this cold
Chillin' like 40 below in the snow
I'm on froze
Snot on my nose
And I've been this sick since 4 years old
And i'll be the same 'till the day I die oh lord
I am one of a kind
But why do you think im fine
I'm not fine unless I get high
Ballin' since a kid
Dreaming 'bout the diamonds all over my wrist
But I don't need that
Just to show the flex
Foldin' at the crease
Fallin' to my knees
Gotta thank god everyday that i'm blessed
As long I carry this weight on my chest
Ima be fine
Grab a glass of wine
Take a step back
And collect the checks
Oh yeah
Early birdy pop a percy surely keep a .30 tucked under his shirt
Oh he swervin' turns
You can call him herbie
Keep the tires burnin' and he straight out the dirt he gon' murda ya
Dirty dirty with the perfect wordin' in his written verses but a bit concerning
'cause he's never sleepin' but we workin workin and he never eats
Got his stomach turning (but I see)
444 on the clock its my time 11:11 I see the signs
Angelic angels are demonized singing me lullabies
I cannot sleep at night
I'm sick and tired of feeling like closing my eyes is a prison that
I can't escape with sentence of life
So give me the cyanide
I'd rather die than be trapped inside my devilish mind
Oh don't worry mama oh don't worry papa
You don't have to worry about me anymore
Been putting in work like the mofuckin' rent is due
Racking up dollars like never before
Feel like i'm oh maybe im Harden or Jordan
Oh baby just look at the score
I dont even know (know)
All I know is this
Ballin' since a kid
Dreaming 'bout the diamonds all over my wrist
But I don't need that
Just to show the flex
Foldin' at the crease
Fallin' to my knees
Gotta thank god everyday that i'm blessed
As long I carry this weight on my chest
Ima be fine
Grab a glass of wine
Take a step back
And collect the checks
Oh don't worry mama oh don't worry papa
You don't have to worry about me anymore
Been putting in work like the mofuckin' rent is due
Racking up dollars like never before
Written by: Kenneth Murray
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