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Vans with the socks I pulled them up high To hide all the rocks This ting ain't a Prop I go anywhere, I'm setting up shop Can't Say I fell off I ain't even stood, I'm Still on my seat I clean up some bags Some from the streets, the rest from a feat, Yeah The grass isn't green I'm calling up Nuno To garden for me My watch is on plane My phone on airplane, I need me some peace I called up my guy How was your trip? He's over in Greece He said, "I'm alright" How Are you, bro? Applying some bleach, yeah. Let run with the flow I skate on a Beat, Coco P in my jeans And if I Call up your hoe She coming to Endz and Dropping her knees. 'Member the money was low Paranoia weapon on me. Chale, but you never know My L's are silent, Eric Bailly. Tell them bwoy deh, they better Recognize. I'm fucking these hoes and they never try Heed. Go to the hill, get reenergized. I'm back on the block with my Aki Sael. Contracted them, they are very naive. With my GG's like Mohamed El-Eriann. Whatever I say, you gon' do it. I call it rat since the feed my cheese, Woah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Now they hit me on my line. Hold 'em up again, don't waste my time. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Now they hit me on my line. Hold 'em again, don't waste my time. Used to be a lowlife, I had no vision. I used to get head in the back of The Nissan. My G's said, "Tiki, go hard," and I listened. I'm in the rap game like, "What Should I piss on?" Made everything like ooh-wee. Half of these niggas are groupies. CR7, sue me. He ain't even got a lawyer, blud. My G notorious like B. I. G., So the street don't Worry us as much as the keyboard warriors. Crazy when your enemies are anonymous. Like a nigga with a ski mask robbing us. All the bad P's want swallow us, uh. G don't tweet to the followers, uh. Ski-ski-ski, ski-ski. Uh, you're puss, wagwan. You're not big shot. You got slapped too. You gon' lick what? You can't come 'round. The ting sing loud. Chris Brown, Sisqó. I'm from Southside, I went up North. I rep TZ, I rep Pomoe. We no play games, we check scoreboards, and we're Winning. Tiki matches Ooh yeah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Now they hit me on my line. Hold 'em up again, don't waste my time. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Every night, I count my blessings, Woah. Now they hit me on my line. 'em up again, don't waste my time
M Huncho, Tiggs Da Author, TSB — BLESSINGS RIDDIM
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