2 Blessed

[Verse 1]
Five bills on my feet, yeah I'm walking neat
I'll always show love to the streets
Cause the nitties showed me love when I had no P
I was a pedal bike grafter, me and P.O.T
Yeah we started with two for fifteen
Then my line went bang, yeah my life went mad
But my mentality got daft
I knew Sham weren't born for this graft
But now I've got a public name
Now I'm living local fame
But don't get it twisted I'll back my shit, I won't play your games
Yeah a big right hook's gonna rattle your brain
All these haters don't know where I've been but instead
They wanna call my name, stand on your own two feet
Be a charva, don't talk palaver
When I land at your Mum's front door, balaclava
No face no case is the motive
I'm baking my bread like Hovis
And in the ends yeah I'm active, you know this
Beef gets roasted, packs get posted
Sweets through your door, I get noticed
Man wanna chat about shanks and straps
Man get locked and start turning into rats
Man wanna chat about stacks and packs
Man get robbed, get a few clean bats

[Hook]
Too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest
I kinda separated myself from the rest
Yeah I know I'm one of West Yorks' best, one of West Yorks' best
Too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest
I kinda separated myself from the rest
I know I'm one of West Yorks' best, one of West Yorks' best

[Verse 2]
Free Fatz off the landing, Lindholme banging
Screws ain't got a clue what the fuck's happening
And blues are active
If you talk then you're gonna get yourself packed in
I'm on the white boys' block but I do my thing
I still pray namaaz, I don't eat haraam
One proud Pathan, I'm an active kid
West Yorks charva, my temper's hot like lava
I told you before that I'm pulling down crops like a licensed farmer
Don't give a fuck about drama
Fuck all this politics, fuck all this karma
Live by the code, yeah the bulls pulled me and I say nada
Nineteen, man's serving jail and Tobz landed
Don't say I didn't tell you when my team's touched road we're flipping this shit
Smile, take a man's bitch
Smithy comes out, spins twice and it's back in the ditch
Watch a snitch get pigged
These man claim they're active, giving out weights
Man talk shit, only bad when they're with their mates
I'm like a Grey Goose bottle, they're like lager in crates

[Hook]
Too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest
I kinda separated myself from the rest
Yeah I know I'm one of West Yorks' best, one of West Yorks' best
Too blessed to be stressed, in myself I invest
I kinda separated myself from the rest
I know I'm one of West Yorks' best, one of West Yorks' best