Count Your Blessings (feat. Killa Twan, LongBodyy & Figg Rarri)

Look

I don't know how the fuck I'm still here

Don't know how the fuck I made it, blood

Count your blessings

A **** point-blank range, a **** missed me

Count your blessings

Murked a **** broad day, no witness

Came from the bottom like adoption

Growin' up, always on nonsense

I almost lost it, but I got it

Loyalty is your profit

I hear your cap, you can stop it

My mama told me, "Keep it solid" (Look, look, look)

Fuck 12 and my opps from the other side (Fuck 'em)

Gunfire'll make a **** mama cry (Brrt)

When she get the call, her son been in a homicide (Yeah)

He made the newspaper's front page headlines (Ah)

They call me "Killa" 'cause I murder (Killa)

Bust on anybody, I be purgin' (Boom)

If it's beef, you gettin' flipped like a burger

Thirty on me like I'm Stephen Curry, ya heard me?

Ayy, ayy

The real wolves, my **** been huntin'

Play a Rubik's Cube with yo' block, yeah, we gon' spin somethin'

I can't even pull up on this bitch unless she send somethin'

It's 2024 and **** still flexin' ten hundreds

Count your blessings and quit the stressin', ****, keep it pushin'

I ain't got no money in my pocket, I don't need no pussy

Came to change the game, that little **** from the snake pits

Youngin' have emotion, but we thuggin', blood, we take risks, ****

Countin' up my blessings, I keep on countin' 'cause they keep on comin'

Workin' out on money treadmills, that's why I keep on runnin'

I ain't nothin' like yo' kid, who the fuck you think you sonnin'?

Ain't write when I was in the pen, how you think you my brother?

Spinnin' on yo' block just like a boomerang

Come to pop shops and throw Ls 'cause I'm from different lanes

Hundred eleven streets, I been thuggin' since the jit-jit

I been with some killers and some robbers, they on woo shit

Woah, shit

Track down this chili like a bounty hunter

Run down so much money, **** tired of runnin'

I sick them Pasadena hyenas on ya

No passes at the function, pullin' up and get to funkin'

I was raised up the street from the snake pits (Snake pit)

So I'm used to the snake shit

Get in my face, get a face lift (Face lift)

Just tryna ball and bake grits

Steamed crab, grilled lobster, bake fish (Bake fish)

Count your blessings

A **** point-blank range, a **** missed me

Count your blessings

Murked a **** broad day, no witness

Came from the bottom like adoption

Growin' up, always on nonsense

I almost lost it, but I got it

Loyalty is your profit

I hear your cap, you can stop it

My mama told me, "Keep it solid"

Get in my face, get a face lift

Get a face lift

They call me Killa

Killa 'cause I—, Killa 'cause I murder ('Cause I murder)

Spinnin' on yo' block just—, block just like a—

Get a face lift

Spinnin' on yo' block just—, block just like a—

Killa 'cause I murder ('Cause I murder)

Get in my face, get a face lift

Get a face lift

They call me Killa

Killa 'cause I—, Killa 'cause I murder ('Cause I murder)

Spinnin' on yo' block just—, block just like a—

Get a face lift

Spinnin' on yo' block just—, block just like a—

Killa 'cause I murder ('Cause I murder)