Stay Blessed

[Hook]
Took you to the woods
And now you say less
Kept you in my prayers
I hope that you stay blessed
Used to call you a kid
Now you outta crèche
Wanna do the whole thing
Give the girl a chance to stretch
But I’ll never let you wreck
No way no
I’ll never let you lose yourself

[Verse 1]
In any situation
I just hope you choose yourself
Put the blade away
Why you gotta bruise yourself
I’ll never understand your pain
But even when the scar heals
Things are not the same (they not)
At least I know that enough to be considerate (I am)
You use a blade
I use a notepad
Am I a hypocrite?
No I’m not, I’m just worried
Take your time
There’s no hurry
I could never miss
I wish I could say that life is a bliss
Well most the time it is
It’s all about mentality
When you take a risk
You gotta face the fatalities
You gotta dust yourself
Look in the mirror baby
And impress yourself
Rather surprise, not supress yourself
Take care of yourself
Start off with emotional wealth
The type of things you can’t buy
This is not the shelf
I know niggas that beat you
Till you blacker than a karate belt (kung fu)
What you know about emotions that I felt?
Nothing!
And I don’t know yours
So why should we judge? (why?)
True to myself
My nigga I’ll never budge
Tryna tell my mama to not worry about a budget
And she knows I’m on to something

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Aye, I just hope you choose yourself
Why you act like that?
When you see your friends
Talk like you don’t give a shit about me
But you low key can’t live without me
I was always faithful
How could you doubt me?
Now I’m better off without you
But I’ll never say the grass is greener
That’s how a cow move
But my new girl
She gives me butterflies
She makes my bowels move
In this life thing
We got too many cobras
Everything comes at a price
You can’t win free
Even if you Oprah
Cough up all the money that you owe bra
Man I’m too cold
I’m in the snow bra
Every single decision is made with precision (get it)
I can’t afford to fumble (nha)
I feel it getting closer (yah)
Knee to the ground
Man the Lord is my chauffeur (amen)
Sometimes getting on your knees
Is getting much harder
But I still give thanks to the Father
Somebody told me patience is a virtue
I can’t stand that vibe
Like cheap perfume (damn)
Since a youngin’ I’ve never liked a curfew
Blow a pipe
And get a bird’s view
Thinking about the women that curved you
Man we’ve come so far
From chasing skirts
To chasing a better future
To learning from your mistakes
And turning them to your tutor
I got the Soul Candi
I’m feeling like Dr Duda (get ‘em)
I ain’t a violent kid
But I know a couple of shooters (get ‘em)
I know niggas that go the whole stretch
Just to get a bag of crystal meth (woah)
This song is a prayer
Man I hope they get blessed
I said it on a record just to get it off my chest
And I pray to the Lord
He saves all the possessed (amen)

[Outro]
Ohh lomntana womelele
Desires of your heart
Ndiyathemba ziphelele
Subangu zwilakhe
Andifuni ukuthi bendik’xelele
Put in the work
Uvale inyeke lhe
She’s tryna be independent
Pregnancy results are still pending
If they positive
Father to be is an asshole
So she can’t stay positive
Mali yamanapkin
He can’t even deposit it
I probably play the lead role
In that narrative
Till I realised that being mature
And taking full responsibility is imperative
They so comparative
To the point where you feel the pressure
Without a pressure point
And lately I been rolling extra joints
So for guidance I turn to the bible
The only word I can trust it’s reliable
So I turn to the bible x2