Blessed

[Intro: DJ Drama] To whom it may concern How should we start this? I guess it's long overdue that we speak I mean who ever thought we'd be here? It's fair to say you did And I know we did But the rest of them, they didn't believe So many blessings, few sins here and there What a motherfuckin' life we done lived But yet, we still feel like we gotta show you niggas how it's done [Hook] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex? How can you love me after all these drugs? How can I be the one to feel so blessed? Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest, oh, thank you [Verse 1] I just dropped a bag in the club off of nothin' I just did it all for the love of the stuntin' I was in the strip club, we was throwin' money I was in the strip club, I was throwin' hundreds I just got a phone call, said press five If you wanna talk to 'em on the other side Told them when we touched down on me, we gon' ride Outchea we gon' have your name so alive I just got a call from my girl, she trippin' Talkin' that bullshit, I ain't tryna listen Only thing I wanna hear 'bout is the money mission I just heard another song 'bout a nigga wrist flickin' That's what everybody say, nigga what you really gettin'? One thing 'bout it, I don't owe no nigga I'ma go hard, go soul, go realer Shout out to the dope boys tryna get skrilla I just want a hundred rings, Slick Ricky I just want to reach a mil, two fifty I just want to call the Lyft, come get me, yeah To pull up and take off, my nigga 'cause we got to go Roll up 'cause we got the smoke Get high whenever we want Specially when I'm feelin' down I got my niggas around Thank God my niggas around Thank God that liquor around Dive in that liquor and drown All of my niggas have pounds Big homies the shit in the town I get you hittin' the town Never forgettin' the town I been the shit in the town 'Fore I was shit in your town Hop out the whip when I get in your town And I'm dickin' the prettiest hoes [Hook] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex? How can you love me after all these drugs? How can I be the one to feel so blessed? Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest, oh, thank you [Verse 2] I just got some pussy man, she was doin' magic Baby got the gushy splash, hate to be graphic I just bought some kush and man, it was fantastic On the red carpet, nigga floatin' like Aladdin Money stretchin', flippin' like aerobics and gymnastics Nigga more focused than some bifocal glasses Told Bully, please don't hit them with the plastic Niggas on my team with the dealing' and the trappin' We just want the rings and the women with the fashion This is just a dream, boy, it wasn’t supposed to happen Now I'm like a king, like I had you all clappin' My nigga Dave bling, got the gold and the platinum I could switch it up 'cause a nigga got the rose gold Niggas switchin' up on a nigga that's a no, no Got the stick in this bitch jumpin' like pogo Never turnin' back, that's like fuckin' with my old hoes Money in the bag that's just a nigga roll though Don't we do it all for the dough though? Don't you wanna ball like a pro though? Think about it all while I'm dolo She sendin' videos and the photos Bustin' wide in the wide body photo I'm tryna tell niggas they should know though Shit movin' too fast, need slow mo I feel like when Hugh Hef was young Mansion, a few heifers come Boy, I lost count of the tally Move from the hills to the valley No type of stylist can style me Fuck with my robe, crown on my head It fuck with my soul, fucked with my head Where do I go when we leave here? I talked to God, this what I said [Hook] Now tell me God, how can you love me after all this sex? How can you love me after all these drugs? How can I be the one to feel so blessed? Oh, thank you Had to get that off my chest, oh, thank you [Outro] Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo Don't we do it all for the dough though? (Yours truly) Think about it all while I'm dolo (Trigga, Drum) Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo Don't we do it all for the dough though? Think about it all while I'm dolo (An open letter to whom it may concern)