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Too Blessed

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Too Blessed was released on April 10, 2026 by Big Dess Entertainment under exclusive license to UnitedMasters LLC as a part of the album Note To Self

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dess Dior

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jesse Gumer

Lyrics

Destiny Bailey

Lyrics

Terence Williams

Terence Williams

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Kyarah Thomas

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Sydney Vann

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PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Romano

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2one2

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Too blessed to be complaining

Like why cry if it ain't paying

I could be hurt, but I ain't saying it

Cause what's the point in going crazy

Yeah I don't talk, I just deal with it

If you a real bitch, you gone feel this

It ain't no commas in my feelings

To fill my heart I need some millions

I want to talk about it, but everybody run they mouth

Took so many L's I keep my head up in the clouds

Pretty face keep it cute and positive as hell

Plus, I've been getting money and I've been doing it well

But don't nobody know about when they took my pops to jail

Lost my brother too, and make sure nobody could tell

But I don't need no sympathy I put that on the shelf

Closest people to me showed that I just need myself

Like seriously they said they cared, but wasn't hearing me

But I'm the first person they call for them bond fees

And now I'm stuck up too

Just cause I ain't got no room in this two-door coup

I copped a big ass range and a big ass house

That don't mean I ain't never cried on this big ass couch

Been through it all, still popping it, don't need no help

I ain't cocky, bitch I'm confident, I free myself

Too blessed to be complaining

Like why cry if it ain't paying

I could be hurt, but I ain't saying it

Cause what's the point in going crazy

Yeah I don't talk, I just deal with it

If you a real bitch, you gone feel this

It ain't no commas in my feelings

To fill my heart I need some millions

Soft girl but that don't mean I ain't thug it out

This shit all on me

My bills about a hundred thou

Even with a ****, I'm the one that got me put up

That's why I hate excuses

I be working, this ain't good luck

AP wristwatch put it on my own

Bossed up bitch I did it in my own

Might just be my pride I don't ask for shit at all

Cause I can't call nobody

I'm the one that **** call

I'm the type, keep it playa, move with caution

Thinking about going broke

It made me nauseous

Private island me please

Don't care bout what the cost is

I'm the one that foot the bill

And take all of the losses

Took my feelings, and I threw them in the dirt

Yeah I ain't tripping over shit, I go to work

Rich **** stuck inside a Louie skirt

Feel like God's favorite

The way I'm getting all these perks

Too blessed to be complaining

Like why cry if it ain't paying

I could be hurt, but I ain't saying it

Cause what's the point in going crazy

Yeah I don't talk, I just deal with it

If you a real bitch, you gone feel this

It ain't no commas in my feelings

To fill my heart I need some millions

Written by: Destiny Bailey, Jesse Gumer, Kyarah Thomas, Sydney Vann, Terence Williams

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