Hidden Blessings

No matter where you **** at

Bitch my name ring

They hate me, i hate em back

Its the same thing

The difference is

None of us in the same lane

**** talking down

Its always the same lames

**** living off they moms

And they old as hell

Now if my chop go (assault rifle sound)

Then ill be wrong as hell

**** talkin like they dons

But be broke as hell

I gave his baby moma dick

I guess I’m bold as hell

Like this work that i sell

Bitch im untocuhed

I never got clapped up

I never got rushed

I never told on a ****

Never not once

My mf crib

Ain't never got chopped up

I was 20

Had beef with **** that was 40

So i kept that 30 stick

And the newest 40

My lil **** off Prest

They a shoot it for me

And for them featherweight ****

I can send my shorties

The **** thinking with his dick

I put a bitch on him

The **** doing too much flexing

Hit a lick on him

Im in the bar with yo bitch

With that stick on me

My **** put they self on

With no big homies

20,000. 40,000

60 ball

**** talk

But i bet they never get involved

Catch a **** at the club

When he peelin off

And let that street sweeper

Tear a **** ceiling off

Bitch, you want some problems

**** come wit it

Middle finger to these hoes

And these fuck ****

My lil babies hit the road

Fuck a bus ticket

Im satisfied

Never got enough chicken

**** coppin pleas

Guess they think the beef over

Rock a **** ass to sleep

Thats a sleep over

The (cop siren)

Found three blowers

But my **** can't be stopped

We gone keep going

When this Shit drop

Imma go up on my first price

Meet a hoe on the gram

Fucked her first night

I swear thats how i felt

When I hit my first pint

Im going hard on these hams

This my birth right

All my hoes tell me

That i got a slick mouth

Talk crazy to a bitch

Make her boss down

Im getting money every week

A **** outta town

But im plugged in every city

Never out of bounds

I got **** out in cali

We be out in vegas

I got a crib in the A

Killers in Decatur

Got some queens bridge ****

Yeah south jamaica

And anytime im in your city

Yeah its about some paper

****, dont call my phone

Asking for no favors

Cuz im a self made ****

Ask god to save ya

And in my lifetime

I den tocuhed alotta paper

Talking cheap

This a getting money conversation

Rest in peace my brother j????

How can i forget

I den done alot of dirt

How can i repent

You **** got yall day coming

Yall cannot prevent

Im still getting to that money

Yall ain't stoppin shit

Still see me in the club

Giving bitches blessings

Still the chief in my hood

Giving out directions

Still putting **** on

Teach **** lessons

Everything i went through

It was a hidden blessing