BLESS (DICE STEP)

It was all a dream

Got kicked out before I was seventeen

Smoking weed and cutting the models out my magazines

Rocking 7X tall T's in the fattest jeans

Until I looked in the mirror and seen I ain't your average king

Waking up thanking God he ain't take my life yet

A fake friend and a hater's my only life threat

Hype check straight out the west but still I'm type blessed

I text her is it mine and she type yes

Like right left

Let my wrist dance then I hit my dice step

Let me neck dance then hit my dice step

Been through hell and back still I'm type blessed

Bless bless bless bless

Bless bless bless bless bless

Been through hell and back still I'm type blessed

Had to bounce back I was type stressed

Bad pub deals and contracts I'm talking life debt

While I'm on TV the radio touring across the world

You can't name a country where I ain't did a mic check

Still something was missing I wasn't quite set

Still get caught in the youth wanting a platinum CD

Still get mad at City like why you have to leave me

We was supposed to get matching mansions and Lamborghinis

Lost my other half that ain't even half of it

People thought we was brothers we were just bad cousins

Use to slide to Micky D's late night on a sad budget

Bussing all the fries down even split the last nugget

We was really past thugging

That's why I rep for you

Give your kids a check for you

Hit my dice step for you

Coming at they neck for you

Grew out the best soil

Can't connect with most of these **** because they less loyal

Waking up thanking God he ain't take my life yet

A fake friend and a hater's my only life threat

Hype check straight out the west but still I'm type blessed

I text her is it mine and she type yes

Like right left

Let my wrist dance then I hit my dice step

Let me neck dance then hit my dice step

Been through hell and back still I'm type blessed

Type bless facing my emotions on this flight is when I write best

Got a window seat looking out at the sky hype yes

Flight attendant ask me what I do I said I write checks

And I write hits little light flex

Like it with no panties with a white dress

Black girls known to take the pipe best

Had to squabble up to see who fight best

Serve them OT then charge them 3 for the light depths

We was at grannies house sharing clothes

But still could see the bigger picture

No animation to posts

We was aggravated for sure

Till I calculated my dough

And I activated my goals

With a pallet laid on the floor

Don't need validation no more

Now days don't give a f*ck who mad

You been my **** since we was sneaking out with our blue rags

Been my **** since the warm towel, Maury's, and du-rags

Always getting jiggy this for City and my city

Waking up thanking God he ain't take my life yet

A fake friend and a hater's my only life threat

Hype check straight out the west but still I'm type blessed

I text her is it mine and she type yes

Like right left

Let my wrist dance then I hit my dice step

Let me neck dance then hit my dice step

Been through hell and back still I'm type blessed