Lyrics:
Woah!
It's UBKING!
Jovan!
Blessings!
I count my blessings, and I name them one by one, oh
(One by one: one, one, one, one!)
I know you gat your
Yeah
In the words of John Lennon, nigga
In the end, it'll be okay
But if it's not okay, it's not the end
Yeah
Gratitude, nigga
(Let's go)
mother
Oh is it my brother John
Or is it my sweet William, my own true love
To Scotland new come home
It is not your father, it is not your mother
It is
we talk with a don's wisdom
Predicted this fly living, we're blessed with divine vision
While you're running your race it's easy to be distracted
By
still blessed yeah
Yeah L.O.B. music mayne
Loyalty over bullshit music label group
I just wanna say to all my black brothers and sisters we still blessed
It's going down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan and make a hefty bundle
Blessing weight
march away
And besides my dearest William, I am with child by thee
Not fitted for the war my love in Higher Germany'
'I'll buy for you a horse, my love,
many trials
So many trials
He turns into blessings
Consider me blessed
Uh
Got put through a test
Uh
And came out like gold
Only by the grace of God
Now I could play it in a sixteen-room by the lake
Real estate is an investment, house is in the A
Try to block me from my blessing, get shot in
see
Then you realize say it was meant to be ey
Count your blessings name dem one by one one
Then you go see say life na turn by turn turn
I don't know
Either you let it hold you down or you grind harder yea
Came out tha mud now in tha sand by tha water yea
God droppin blessings like aye may I take yo
to get high, so high!"
She'd go out buy a nice rock just to suit her
Then hit the weed spot to be blessed by Buddha
Bum offa Lucy to complete her
I am blessed in the morning
I carry favour everywhere I go
Destined brothers
And no matter the matter
I am going higher, I am a child of God
I am
as a spiritual gold
To by your place in heaven
I spit at your god's face
I piss on the cross
I vomit on the holy bible
I shit on the blessed whore and her
the dark with your drum
There is a time when young men must grow up and be brothers
Are you afraid of growing too fast?
And the child with the star
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
head and heart were full of inexpressible light
Soon he would be confronted by the friend that we most fear
Asleep on holy ground he lay
deceitful
the way.
So I'll count my blessings, every single one,
From the rise of the morning to the set of the sun,
In this life that we live, blessed be everyone,
Even by the way
The blessings of the breast and the womb
Flowers and grains
Blessings from heaven above, blessings from the deep
Blessings from the deep
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
What I got, you gotta get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling, don't stop, continue
I realize I don't wanna be a miser
Confide with sly you'll
too blessed to be stressed, to be stressed
Blessings decent on us, sometimes we neglect
What we think is problematic can sometimes be perfect
happened though we gotta be brothers
Katt Williams said "We good" and we better than that
But we get shot and nothing happens how we settle for that?
You
Rebellious and Margielas'll chip you for designer
Belt buckles and clout, overzealous if prone to violence
Make the wrong turn, be it will or the wheel
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