Текст песни Blessup! - Repea

I got prollems, I got prollems mothafucka
You ain't worthy of no mention if you ain't making me profit
I got homies on the sides I keep my vision in the front
I just say it how I mean it, ain't no need to fuckin stunt
I got
Two stances I could possibly choose
Either index and the middle or just double birds for you
I ain't worried bout the come up
That shit will come when it's time
I got stories for my childhood I tell when I make it rhyme
Like shit, where we tryna go?
I already got the path, now we just stick to the road
I got hits in my computer I'm just keepin' 'em stored
Until the day that I rise, man in just building a storm
I need some ice up on my wrist so I can look at the floor
And still look at the sky, I ain't materialist
But I just can't stop making all this hot material shit
And all the words just pouring out like issa cereal bishh
Foundation A1 now the haters tryna kick it
Double the work at half your age so I can kick it
When I'm your age, I won't need work days, cuz I'm never late, I'll Build a legacy so they Remember my name
I gotta have it all fore I leave this world
We all deserve heaven but hell is where we stand that's for sure
I keep my head above the waves and I just stare at the moon
Like "what the hell I did to deserve to drown up in this pool?"

I pray, bless up
I got too much to lose
Stay, with heads up
Like you got a little clue of what to do
I pray, bless up
I got too much to lose
Stay, with heads up
Like you got a little clue of what to do

Everything I said I'll do I know I'll manifest
I got truths I've never spoken and secrets I've always kept
Built a brand off my street
Bring my family with me
Headstart investment I just stay thinking ahead
All my moves and my maneuvers stay hidden in a shed
I got fresh ink when I write I wrote of the times I bled
Cuz I can settle down for average or go up instead
Cuz r-e-p-e-a gon' be the same you say when I am dead
Bless up I got family counting on me to give 'em back what I'm too Young to understand So I just make 'em stacks
Got no clue where this will lead, I keep my regrets in the rear, and I Ain't neva looking Back, cuz now my thoughts is what you hear
Ain't been to church since my age was in the single digits, I never miss it
Though
Cuz I got god as my witness to bring me up to the top, going from Boy to a king, I'll Never stop
I blessup I blessup I stay on check ups, I'll win in the game like it's checkers
Right now I'm making impressions
Building discographies precious
So I can mass produce, press it
And go sell out all those records
One day they'll say my name, and crowds will chant
This just the come up though, I'm enjoying as much as I can

I pray, bless up
I got too much to lose
Stay, with heads up
Like you got a little clue of what to do
I pray, bless up
I got too much to lose
Stay, with heads up
Like you got a little clue of what to do