Blessings

(Verse 1: Coops)
Got no food for dinner
It's a cold world but I weren't born a sinner
Friday night lights (?)
For my patience wearing thinner
It's a blessing in disguise
I'm done waiting on some blessing from the skies
Like it's destine that I rise
I know that if I ain't putting in all this work
Everybody's about to witness my demise
Write this when I was high
So I don't listen to no critics
When they tell me we just fuckin' up your mind
Tell that Bitch don't kill my vibe
Good Kid m.A.A.d City
Where I'm from is mad gritty
Know that Kendrick will survive
Getting tempted by the life
And attempt to run a lie
To the police hit em
With intention to supply intervention
This mic is an extension of my sentence
Spread this message around the world
Effecting this and next dimension
Pay attention what you're listening to is my ascension
See I feel normal apprehension, no more doubts
Every word that's coming out of my mouth
Has been written just to flood your mental droughts
So absrod it like a sponge till the outra
Weather your bumping in the car
Or just chillin on the couch
I could Inhale, smoke a whole ounce
Lighting up the weed
Send the fire police
Get me higher please
More times you'll find me on a cloud with some trees
Looking down thinking oh please believe
We're all in need

(Chorus) x2
I'm in need of some blessings, yeah
Cause I don't know if I see limbo
It's got me feeling like a lost soul

(Verse 2: REXX)
No food for dinner
Lucky momma always was a winner, and I love her
I was brought up in a relationship between a saint and a sinner
Lucky he was replaced, my new daddy cooking dinner
He was realer (?)
Ever figured some of these young souls they got no figures to follow
They have to learn on their own not to grow mind of hollows
Get into some shit and then they don't see tomorrow
This a life no telling what will happen
(?)
(?)
If you act stupid get your head fractured
My actions can be caused by confusions of (?)
I smoke weed until I smoke steam, that be my (?)
Penetrating me down when I'm rapping
???

(Verse 3: Coops)
So let me catch this
??? smoking crack spliffs
That's why we stay green like saint Patricks
You should follow my tactics
Right now I'm preaching what I practise
Nobodies perfect, I've been through some (?)
Growing up on the lost blocks
Dodging cops, around niggas robbing lots (?)
Trying to make a million off whats in my socks
Niggas getting locked and my niggas getting shot
Graduated off the streets and I still hit them ? up

(Bridge) x2
So when I ask you what do you see
Seeing out your eye number three
Cause I see lost souls walking these streets
I see lost souls walking these streets

(Chorus) x4
I'm in need of some blessings, yeah
Cause I don't know if I see limbo
It's got me feeling like a lost soul