Lyrics:
up and I count it uh
Count it up and I count it uh (I’m going to the ATM)
Hit the block and I count it uh
White chalk and I count it uh
Blessings on me
God
Elon Musk trying reach me out in space
I dont blame'm cuz on earth theres to much hate
Smoking by the beach the thing that keeps me sane
I dont
I'm kidding never land with demons please
Skinny jeans too tight for me
I'd never think you packing heat
Yeah, I keep that heat
I was bred like wheat
I'm kidding never land with demons please
Skinny jeans too tight for me
I'd never think you packing heat
I keep that heat
I was bred like wheat
Saw my
perfect patience you waited for me with my blessings
Miracle Paul
Shoutout to Kim Hairston by the way
Let’s go
Pre Chorus
He said come with me let me
at her)
And you still want to keep her (ew)
I just Michael Jackson, beat her (beat it)
Don't talk about swag, I'm dabbin' (I'm dabbin')
I re'd up
he keeps blessing me, I cannot explain
Mi o le salaye o
Mi o le salaye
Thanks to my mama for all of the patience
For all the times I did you wrong I’m
at all
I don't waste my time about the shit I can't resolve
I will never let no n***a ever throw me off
I stay on my toes like Michael Jackson off the wall
sing
Man I look all around at the beauty
God is good he gave me love when I was lonely
The mountains look so fine
Sunshine cooking up my mind
Make my way
you know that Imma sign that
Bad luck when you see me and bro riding in a black cat
Day ones by my side, keep it straight and never bent
Bought
Alex
And I feel alive when I keep that pressure on me aye!
This for all the smoke you know I gotta keep the pressure
Even when the block get hot you
Phil, he was never there
Now we got the baddest bitches laying everywhere
Call your friends over, poetic justice
Janet Jackson braids, time to show me
Wanna fill me with holes
It's a blessing I'm breathing
And nobody knows
How I keep so composed
Nigga, not even me
This shit just feels like a calling
Why do you keep coming around?
I tell you to go but you're here I'm surrounded
You overwhelm me, I feel like I'm drowning
Can you just shut up?
a friend to me
Fat Joe, he call me literally, put me on a track instantly
Caribbean connection put me all the way up
What goes up must go down, so Thugga
A king will make sacrifices
Cause he know how the afterlife is
So even if it kills me
I've had a good life
Some bad and some good nights
And stood
scriptures
Fuck keeping score, you keep ignoring me
I keep boring you, you keep hurting me
Shit can hurt to see, so I close my eyes
Two years ago still think
bitch she be drowning
You doubted
You doubted
You doubted
You doubted
Gotta prove to these niggas I’m really about it
It kinda just keeps me going to know
it all the storey
Like Checkers keeps getting better and better
God reminds me of Vodacom, coz He gives power to you
Like MTN, He wants to be
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
a secret[00:48.21]Michael Jackson with the tools, make him beat it[00:50.14]I told you rappers was once before, you niggas cannot keep up[00:52.56]They had feelings about me
to my cousin, his name was Rod
The one that came to pick me up
He had been shot right through the face, right in the neck
And he got shot right in
They can't keep a good man down (yeah)
All these people smile, but they won't me to frown
Gettin' by when I shot 'em nine rounds
They will never
(That's right)
My former manager said i ain't shit
That's bullshit that I ain't shit
Cos I swallowed it up and didn't say shit
Cos he brought me here
After
Discuss these he keeps on blessing me by jackson southernaires Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In