Blessed

To whom it may concern

How should we start this?

I guess it's long overdue that we speak

I mean who ever thought we'd be here?

It's fair to say you did

And I know we did

But the rest of them, they didn't believe

So many blessings, few sins here and there

What a motherfuckin' life we done lived

But yet, we still feel like we gotta show you niggas how it's done

Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex?

How can you love me after all these drugs?

How can I be the one to feel so blessed?

Oh, thank you

Had to get that off my chest

Oh, thank you

I just dropped a bag in the club off of nothing

I just did it all for the love of the stunting

I was in the strip club we was throwing money

I was in the strip club, I was throwing hundreds

I just got a phone call said press five

If you wanna talk to 'em on the other side

Told them when we touched down on me, we gonna ride

Out here we gonna have your name so alive

I just got a call from my girl, she tripping

Talking that bullshit, I ain't tryna listen

Only thing I wanna hear about is the money mission

I just heard another song about a nigga wrist flicking

That's what everybody, nigga what you really getting?

One thing 'bout it, I don't owe no nigga

I'mma go hard, go soul, go realer

Shout out to the dopeboys tryna get skrilla

I just want a hundred rings, Slick Ricky

I just want to reach a mil, two fifty

I just want to call the lyft, come get me

To pull up and take off, my nigga cause we got to go

Roll up cause we got the smoke

Get high whenever we want

Specially when I'm feeling down

I got my niggas around

Thank God my niggas around

Thank God that liquor around

Dive in that liquor and drown

All of my niggas have pounds

Big homies the shit in the town

I get you hit in the town

Never forgetting the town

I been the shit in the town

'Fore I was shit in your town

Hop out the whip when I get in your town

And I'm dicking the prettiest....

Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex?

How can you love me after all these drugs?

How can I be the one to feel so blessed?

Oh, thank you

Had to get that off my chest

Oh, thank you

I just got some pussy man, she was doing magic

Baby got the gushy splash, hate to be graphic

I just bought some kush and man, it was fantastic

On the red carpet, nigga floating like Aladdin

Money stretching, flipping like aerobics and gymnastics

Nigga more focused than some bifocal glasses

Told Bully please don't hit them with the plastic

Niggas on my team with the dealing and the trapping

We just want the rings and the women with the fashion

This is just a dream, boy, it wasn’t supposed to happen

Now I'm like a king, like I had you all clapping

My nigga Dave bling, got the gold and the platinum

I could switch it up cause a nigga got the rose gold

Niggas switchin' up on a nigga that's a no-no

Got the stick in this bitch jumping like pogo

Never turning back, that's like fucking with my old hoes

Money in the bag that's just a nigga roll though

Don't we do it all for the dough though?

Don't you wanna ball like a pro though?

Think about it all while I'm dolo

She sending videos and the photos

Busting wide in the wide body photo

I'm tryna tell niggas they should know though

Shit moving too fast, need slow mo

I feel like when hugh Hef was young

Mansion, a few heifers come

Boy, I lost count of the tally

Move from the hills to the valley

No type of stylist can style me

Fuck with my robe, crown on my head

It fuck with my soul, fucked with my head

Where do I go when we leave here?

I talked to God, this what I said

Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex?

How can you love me after all these drugs?

How can I be the one to feel so blessed?

Oh, thank you

Had to get that off my chest

Oh, thank you

Don't we do it all for the dough though?

Think about it all while I'm dolo

Don't we do it all for the dough though?

(Yours truly)

Think about it all while I'm dolo

(Trigga, Drum)

Don't we do it all for the dough though?

Think about it all while I'm dolo

Don't we do it all for the dough though?

Think about it all while I'm dolo

(An open letter to whom it may concern)