Young Sizzle - Blessing lyrics

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Young Sizzle - Blessing lyrics

[Verse 1] Your n***a's whole life in the ashtray Had to get in, took the back way We got to be patient, no fast way I ain't never call for the back pay Gotta go it, roll it, then count up more trees b**hes be fallin' at me, I got 'em on ease Stacking this paper n***a, I'm tryna own tee Applying this pressure, I cannot let 'em breathe Pimp sh**, gang sh** Walkin' through this motherf**er big me, Big Meech Pour me a four, had to crush me a crush, well n***a love the mud and the peach Plus my son coming up making beats Put a n***a whole deal on my teeth And this cash every time a n***a speak Pull up, good nut on the sheets Drop it, stop it my n***a, I'm out your league Dissing a n***a, they really wanting me to leave No matter if I'm here, now I live through my seed Told grandpa I'ma go and get a B Real sh**, real sh**, real sh** It me, my n***as forever I ain't really with the settling, I ain't really with the meddling I ain't really with the telling it Know a n***a with rebelling it And if you stop then I'm selling it And this money got me celibate [Bridge] I done seen sh**, be honest sh** n***a like, sh** that I know I ain't supposed to see in real life sh** I know that sh** sh** that be on TV like You know what I'm sayin' Homies k**ing homies and Homies robbing homies Homies set homies up That's why people laughing at us You know what I'm saying, it's just part of life though f** it [Verse 2] Tryna ease the pain with mary jane Told my mama I was gonna get her everything, everything, everything, everything, everything Never ever fit a wedding ring I was gon' pay that lil petty change I swear that we all do some petty things Dry nights turn to heavy rain f** you n***as, I'm another lane Shawty really playing number games They really got us playing hunger games Speak up n***a, quit the mumbling The try to cage us 'cause we outspoken Gave you everything to lose focus Can't stay calm, keep smoking Send a drive-by, watch me smoke it [Outro] Yeah, you know what I'm sayin' I-I, I-I, I-I-I leave the studio every day At least at six o'clock, six thirty you know Sometimes like before three when I be in early And I go home and my kids go to school every morning And they see me come in and Melo look at me like Like I'm proud, like you know what I'm sayin I know, when my daddy leave again I'ma cut my phone on and I'ma hear myself sayin', "Southside on the track n***a, yeah" You know what I'm sayin'? On everything You know what I'm sayin', like That lil n***a think he me And that's like a blessing You know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause I don't think I'm a father I think I'm my father's father

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