Blessed

[Verse 1]
This ain't no love song, I kick it back just a little
For all the haters, man y'all can skedaddle
Because I'm in my prime and it's time to make a name for myself
I’m just waiting until i see my names on the shelf's

I know some skilled cats, but nobody telling them that
Artists in the wrong frame or function of their mind set
Artist just like me, working so hard but haven't made it yet
And to me man, that's pretty tragic

It broke my heart when Nas said hip hop was dead
But the man has a point, I mean look at what we represent
Get the girls, make the money, drugs drugs drugs man
What happened ever happened to standing up for what you believe in

I'm kinda picky when it comes to creativity
I'm willing to risk it all for just my dream
Because I'd rather aim too high and miss everything
Than shoot too low, reach it and live in misery

[Hook x2]
I'm just trying to live life everyday I can
I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am
Thinking back to all the things that I miss
Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed

[Verse 2]
Half the people who tune to music don't really listen
Its sad to think just how much they are missing
I try to make intelligent music not just a feeling
Something to nod your head to; the beat and the meaning

A wise man once told me perfection is in perception
So I'm going to watch the world as Martin Luther King did
Understanding life is so beautiful
And when it comes time, play Lose Yourself at my funeral

I wanted to be the best since I wrote my first written
Spitting at school and these kids actually listened
From then on out I've been working hard
I never thought I'd actually get this far

As a little kid I looked up to the stars
Wishing I'd grow up to ride in the fancy cars
Have a house with so many stories you need a library card
It's funny how much priorities change from start

[Hook x2]
I'm just trying to live life everyday I can
I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am
Thinking back to all the things that I miss
Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed

[Verse 3]
I feel like an addict when it comes to rap
Makes my brain run around like Mayweather did to pac
Gets my mind spinning, start getting stupid thoughts
Like Slim Jesus actually making a good song

And I'm not gonna stop until I'm teeter tottering on the tippy top
Toppling over that spot, a rap god, nah but I got the game under a magnify like Sherlock
All you rappers the same so quit cocky talk

If you hit the king, you better kill the king
I have the tendency to keep fighting like Ali
I'm just me, and you know that's all I can be
I feel like i'm apart a dying breed

I'm under pressure so I gotta stay focused
Gotta a lot to prove to these urban poets
Up in Waco is where you can find me
Someone told me I'm the only one that can stop me

[Hook x2]
I'm just trying to live life everyday I can
I know it's cliche, but i'm finally happy where I am
Thinking back to all the things that I miss
Really makes me think now on how I'm blessed