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I might move to Miami Beach house after my Grammy Speak it into existence Continue to mind my business I don't fuck with no players Don't do heartbreaks or favours I ain't got no behaviour Steady makin' my paper I drink it straight, fuck a chaser I can't bring no dishonour Never steal like Winona Keep it cool like Corona Yeah, good girl, come from the Niz I take chance and take risk Fuck you think that this is? Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Fed up sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Too blessed sometimes Too blessed sometimes Too blessed sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Too blessed sometimes Blessed sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh (Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh) (Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh) I manifest whatever it is I desire My vibration is higher Even when my soul is on fire I don't like to complain but I feel beat up and tired I never put my feet up and fight it I face my fears, I'm not hidin' Trust me man go hard to the bone like marrow Man go sweet like mango You wanna get beats? Let's tango Don't come near with no scandal Don't come near with no fuckery When niggas sound broke, couldn't trust me Gyaldem preed I'm with— (Yeah) The gyaldem preed I'ma ugly They wanna get feely and touchy Smile-dem weak them it must be Came from the ground but now man's here though Say that I need my cheers though Say that I need my flowers but I'm Not gone yet, man's still here though Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Fed up sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Blessed sometimes Too blessed sometimes Too blessed sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Too blessed sometimes Blessed sometimes Ooh-oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh Oh, Juls baby
Writer(s): Ian Michael Greenidge, Amira Benameur, Julian Nicco-annan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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