Blessing Songtext
von Kodak Black
Blessing Songtext
Get ′em with the jab
Buddah blessed this beat
Collect the blessing, collect the bars
Call up that boy, collect the business
Gotta get soft
Wake up, breakfast, I ain't skippin′
Take me a walk
There ain't no paper to write these lyrics
I got a hundred dollars
Thank you, God, not just for the chicken
But also for this pot
What make me so different from the other jits that's on the block?
I ain′t sayin′ I'm more special than niggas out the project
′Cause if I deserve a medal, a nigga, so do Wile
That time in prison made me appreciate these skeleton watches
It ain't no tellin′ how many skulls and bones that's in my closet
Wake up, do your hallelujah, Buddha, Kumaya, yeah
In the night, I sign my will on a dollar bill
So they ′posed to be that bill, you say you gon' make me jill
You done keep that shit too real, that's why they call you Bill
Trill love
Pull up for the skrilla
Collect the blessing, collect the bars
Call up that boy, collect the business
Gotta get soft
Wake up, breakfast, I ain′t skippin′
Take me a walk
There ain't no paper to write these lyrics
I got a hundred dollars
Thank you, God, not just for the chicken
But also for this pot
What make me so different from the other jits that′s on the block?
I ain't sayin′ I'm more special than niggas out the project
′Cause if I deserve a medal, a nigga, so do Wile
Buddah blessed this beat
Collect the blessing, collect the bars
Call up that boy, collect the business
Gotta get soft
Wake up, breakfast, I ain't skippin′
Take me a walk
There ain't no paper to write these lyrics
I got a hundred dollars
Thank you, God, not just for the chicken
But also for this pot
What make me so different from the other jits that's on the block?
I ain′t sayin′ I'm more special than niggas out the project
′Cause if I deserve a medal, a nigga, so do Wile
That time in prison made me appreciate these skeleton watches
It ain't no tellin′ how many skulls and bones that's in my closet
Wake up, do your hallelujah, Buddha, Kumaya, yeah
In the night, I sign my will on a dollar bill
So they ′posed to be that bill, you say you gon' make me jill
You done keep that shit too real, that's why they call you Bill
Trill love
Pull up for the skrilla
Collect the blessing, collect the bars
Call up that boy, collect the business
Gotta get soft
Wake up, breakfast, I ain′t skippin′
Take me a walk
There ain't no paper to write these lyrics
I got a hundred dollars
Thank you, God, not just for the chicken
But also for this pot
What make me so different from the other jits that′s on the block?
I ain't sayin′ I'm more special than niggas out the project
′Cause if I deserve a medal, a nigga, so do Wile
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