Lyrics Finesse - Skip

How many people I bless
That's how I measure success
My life was becoming a mess
So i had to learn to finesse

I'm tryna get out of this place
Dont wanna talk now I need space
Know niggas that lied to my face
So i threw my trust in a safe
I want the world in my hand
My momma said skippy you can
I think i'ma rap that's the plan
She said i'm your number one fan

The world that we live in is hell
They got my bro locked in a cell
He said little bro i need help
I told him i promise I will

I ain't a product of my own environment
Woke up to gunshots in the night i understood what violence ment
When you get raised up in the hood the crime becomes enlightenment
I put a tray inside the wood just to get high and recollect

How many people i bless
That's how i measure success
My life was becoming a mess
So i had to learn to finesse

I taught myself how to dress
I told myself i'm the best
Whenever I want I can flex
If you need that work SOS
And going to school is a stress
But I ain't got time for no rest
If I wanna ice up my neck
I gotta keep chasing a check

How many people I bless
That's how I measure success
My life was becoming a mess
So i had to learn to finesse