Blessed*

*Lyrics from Snippet*

[Chorus]
I done came up, now I'm blessed
All of this work, man, I'm stressed
Put on my bulletproof vest
Go out and get shot in the chest
People gon' die like it's chess
Got my new grills, my new cress
Are we gon' die? It's a guess
Do not give a fuck 'bout the press
Just know I came up and I'm blessed
All of this work, man, I'm stressed
Put on my bulletproof vest
Go out, get shot in the chest
People gon' die like it's chess
Got my new grills, my new cress
Are we gon' die? It's a guess
Don't give a fuck 'bout the press

[Verse 1]
Yo, it's the same old motherfucker that 11 months ago was Singin' Alone
So isolated, man, I been here alone
Don't need replacement, I'm the king with my throne
Got a tarantula, I'm a psycho
Had a bad shawty, and she asked, "Mind if I go?"
Earth is rewinding, lil' ho
All of this work on the go
Bitch, I came up, fly as a crow
The kids looked at me and said, "He fly as a drone"
Bitch, I'm so fly that I could buy seven homes
Step on the gas, rev, and I go
Woah, don't ask for my cone
But if you want you can lick my ice pole
Only lick it twice, though
'Cause I can't fuck with no spice ho
Look at me, in my iced robe
Take you for a ride in my heist Rov'
Show you my sixth mansion's blueprint like Hov'

[Chorus]
I done came up, now I'm blessed
All of this work, man, I'm stressed
Put on my bulletproof vest
Go out and get shot in the chest
People gon' die like it's chess
Got my new grills, my new cress
Are we gon' die? It's a guess
Do not give a fuck 'bout the press
Just know I came up and I'm blessed
All of this work, man, I'm stressed
Put on my bulletproof vest
Go out, get shot in the chest
People gon' die like it's chess
Got my new grills, my new cress
Are we gon' die? It's a guess
Don't give a fuck 'bout the press

[Post-Chorus]
You are intermediate, in the media
Look at what they feedin' ya
Got my bitch that's breedin' ya
You my son, don't be greedy, ya
Just got my page on Wikipedia
Blocked my homies, fam, this shit is easy, yuh
And life been gettin' easier