Miscellaneous - Blessed

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Picking up the pen
Thinking to myself
Can I really be the…
Huh, Yeah
Miscellaneous
Picking up the pen, thinking to myself can I really be the man
Can I take my dreams and turn them into reality
Money on my mind that’s how life is supposed to be
Microphone killer, always stay realer
People making music folks are always supposed to feel ya
So I keep my chair back, sit back and relax
Smoke dro with my niggas, make music can you peep that?
Yeah, life’s twisted cause you missed it
Gadgets on my wrist they will never be a misfit
Cause i’m always shining always staying on my grind
People let me all in, bringing niggas, wasting time
God’s blessed me with this life
Even in the dark, can I be the shining light?
Can I say my prayers maybe make it through the night?
Every day’s a struggle so we stand up and we fight
For this life
People always want to change
I’ma do it big, God’s blessed with the range
So i’ma take my blessing put it all into the mic
Only way i’m feeling that i’m living my life right
Yeah
Yeah