Blessed Lyrics – Skid Adams
Singer: Skid Adams
Title: Blessed
Ai
Mental
Phone up gang, whole team riding
Bro with a tec he dont know about fighting nah
He dont know bout fist fights
Bun internet beef they dont know bout real life
Sun down and the moon comes out
When we got beef make peace at night
Im on it for my peace of mind
Gun lean make a man meet jesus christ
Said im the king and i meant that
Told bro bro see the crown imma get that
Militant mindset click and i let that
It gets peak when i get back
Revenge is cold I ain’t it slide
Pour me a toast when a enemy diеs
Opps know im craving a life
Aye, disrespеct i ain’t letting it slide
Talk about rap can’t talk about me or slim
In the same sentence as him or him
Im still with same bredren from primary
School and we been on drill
073 thats more than number
Most of gang on a debo ting
Can’t talk on the phone ca da ting is tapped
I ain’t trynna get rico’ed in
Look
Im trynna just flex
Been on road been on drill
But i never been pressed
Bro dont know bout civilisation when his vexed
Coulda gone grave with the sh#t we did
But still we alive so i guess we blessed
Smoking a opp in pack his brodies next
I dont wanna be vexed
I see me a opp and i flex my index
Mental how
Bro dont know bout civilisation when his vexed
Coulda gone grave with the sh#t we did
But still we alive so i guess we blessed
You know me
Wildin since 17
All of these n#gg#s can’t contend
When they can’t even keep raps on beat
Lotta weight on my shoulders
Its why I’ve been on a different degree
Money don’t come with ease it’s why
I’m steady on the road always tryna get cream
And these n#gg#s really tryna get smoke on g that’s silly
I’m tryna work for the milly
My killy, no dilly
We smooth like vanilly
We really running the city
Top of the committee
Learnt everything the was teaching and i
Surpassed now they trynn a reach me
Boomerang or more like frisbee
How she throwing back all of that peach tree
How she fit her bum in her jeans
Her pum pum all on my face
But i still gotta stick to the phone for the fiends
She hates the the life that i live
But loves the momey i make in the streets
Im deep in crime and i love this life
Im showing her nothing but me
Keep it G i ain’t nothing but me
Look Im trynna just flex
I been on road been on drill
But i never been pressed
Bro dont know bout civilisation when his vexed
Coulda gone grave with the sh#t we did
But still we alive so i guess we blessed
Smoking a opp in pack his brodies next
I dont wanna be vexed
I see me a opp and i flex my index
Mental how bro dont know bout civilisation when his vexed
Coulda gone grave with the sh#t we did
But still we alive so i guess we blessed
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