Lyrics:
She opened up the letter from Nashville Tennessee
He said hon they like my music the songs I wrote for you and me
The boys and me just cut a record
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
the midnight hour (it's alright)
He's gonna wipe tears from your eyes
(it's alright)
Just keep your head up to the sky
(it's alright)
Hey, God is walking by
know where I'm goin
On two eighty five I keep ridin in a circle
The inside of my ride smellin like a pound of purple
Gucci is your time give me five more
get 'em an Emmy
"Did I do that?"
Making excuses for our actions
Man I keep it Ben Franklin
I ain't down with Andrew Jackson
Real men make mistakes
Don't settle for less, even the genius asks questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don't ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people
of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man
Let me see!
What's Jamie Jackson doing back in New York?
Yeah, I thought he was making bank with his
Record label in California
Well, from what I read,
[Snoop Dogg]
Brothers is wack by popular demand
Chasing fame and girls living they life on cruise control
But tell me, what do it profit a man
Blessings all around me
I can't fight it all
They keep coming at me
I'm gon' grab it all
Raise your hands to the heavens
They gon' fall on y'all
of mine
To keep from burning history
Seasons of gasoline and gold
Wise men fold
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man
on the way blessings on the way
Look how far we've gone
Look how far we came blessings on the way
Blessings on the way
Gotta thank the Lord cause He
Helped me
Cleveland, Philly too, Chi-Town, VA, Bmore, what it do? What's up?
What's really goin' on?
Tellin' me I gotta put my feelings on this song
Tell 'em 'bout
diamonds and sage
Left alone in confused forest's, enslaved by days
Time keeps on whoring us
Ghetto saviors can't keep ignoring us
Flowers and flames
of it)
To your ear
Sleep well
Kane season
Drink some of this champagne
(I love Madlib, he makes me much joy)
I want it all, nigga, all of it
(My
the valley
Ayy shout out to my woes in Cali
Met amigo, he from Texas
Send me bricks, told me to stretch it
Ninety-some thou, that's a blessing
Ayy shout
keep your head
I said you gotta keep your head up to the sky
Oh, come on, have a little church with me
Come on
[Chorus]
He brought me through
oh my, I think he's blessing me
Excelling in harmonious melody, boy we got the recipe
Like Ragu, it's in there, giving you some of the best of me
wrestled he brought them down
Blessings and mercies got me the crown
No be by power, No b by strength but by his grace am living
No be by status, focus
bang nigga
Yeah, nigga
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
See cll The Blessings
crtists, D Dumas & Danja' Morris-Washington
Written by, Douglas J. Dumas
Verse 1
Hard times and depression come to everyone,
the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)
They
What's more important?
The money or the pain?
The message or the name?
The blessing or the blame?
What is the focus?
Things get crazy by the day
I've
Bill Jackson was a poor old dub
Who joined the Darktown Poker Club
But cursed the day he told them he would join
His money used to go like it had
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