Lessons Learned

[Chorus]
Yea I learned my lesson
No folding under presssure
Yea I got the message
Bet I count my blessings
X2

[Verse]
I Harlem shake through depression so why would I fold under pressure? I ain't like the clothes in the dresser
But hang like the coat in the closet with my whodies my guys yea my soul is divine
I like the lord in his eyes and the vision of course made em cry I rip the sword from the sky
I made this choice as a child so of course imma ride
As I walk the course people telling me I been here before well then where is my corpse
I am not sure, just know that I bear all these fruit of my loins just like arms in a war
I'm TRYNA ENJOY all my time here so i BEEN AVOIDING things that will rob me of joy
Yea Black chyna and all them cuz I got a King ya my boy could never see me folding under pressure

[Chorus]
Yea I learned my lesson
No folding under presssure
Yea I got the message
Bet I count my blessings
X2

[Bridge]
Some people gone take what's handed take advantage take for granted know ya wrong
They heart is made of stone
X4

Ya folding under pressure..