Lyrics Blessings - Pizzle

28 years of life really got a nigga stressin′
Been goin' thru dis shit since I was an adolescent
Pops killed at an early age I′m filled with deep depression
Meditatin over paper and dis reefer that I'm blessin'
Jus lookin′ fa balance while tryna overcome oppression
Dreaming bout riches I visualize dis shit is destined
Wonder if pizzle gone make it
Swear to God it ain′t no question
Fa every one slip and fall I guarantee I learned my lesson
Nah a bitch took my pops from me and that really got me heated
And a lotta bitches think I walk around with an attitude fa no reason
It's misleading
I spaz at the drop of a dime
I sit and I think about times
Put it in my rhymes
In da room wit 4 corners deep depression got damn can′t stop crying
All dis pain my heart slowly dyin'
Feel like an icebox
I′m all cold inside
Feel like a guilt trip of guilt shit on da inside that I jus cant fukin hide
And yea yall waitin' on a pay day but dey jus′ gave my nigga Dre 25
And joe black was jus protectin himself but den dey fuck around and try to give him life
Nah dey all say that we ain't bright
But dis life we live it jus' ain′t right
So I′m jus' counting up
Stayin up
Tryna make it from da night to da daylight
Hopin day all dis shit pay right
If do it′ll jus' make my day right
So I′m stay grindin' and stay goin′ hard wit little guidance and no insight
Nah a few niggas gettin a lil aggressive and dey actin like dey want pressa
But ion really think that they bout that cause dey ain't really lookin' like checkers
What′s formed against me no weapon
No harm to me not never
But ima stay prayed up slightly laid up
And stay counting my blessings

Spent too many nights on da block
A nigga was blessed to get away from dem cops
Duckin′ and dodging
I got dat bom up in my sock
Can't be too friendly
Because them niggas they plot
I′m jus' counting my blessings (I′m counting I'm counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings (I'm counting I′m counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings (I′m counting I'm counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings
Spent to many nights on da block
A nigga was blessed to get away from dem cops(yes I was)
Duckin′ and dodging
I got that bom up in my sock
Can't be too friendly
Because them niggas they plot
I'm jus′ counting my blessings (I′m counting I'm counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings (I′m counting I'm counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings (I'm counting I′m counting)
I′m jus' counting my blessings
I′m counting my
I'm counting my
My
Counting yea
I′m counting my
I'm counting my
Ohh I′m counting yea
Ohh I'm counting my blessings I'm counting