Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blessing, artist - Gucci Mane. Album song Trap Back, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 04.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Gucci Mane 1017
Song language: English
Blessing |
| To wake up in the morning is a motherfuckin' blessin' |
| Grab my AK I ain’t motherfuckin' stressin' |
| Standing in the kitchen and I’m whippin' up the babies |
| Only thing on my mind is how to buy me a Mercedes |
| Scrapin' up the pot, tryna come up with the extra |
| Young niggas rob and I heard that they finesse ya |
| Ain’t no pressure, get the .38 special |
| Only thing on my mind is how to put you on a stretcher |
| I pull up solo dolo in a motherfuckin' Lambo |
| Sippin' lean all on my Polo, makin' niggas out examples |
| Your girlfriend want a photo cuz she say she like my wardrobe |
| Got Louie on my feet and I got diamonds in my earlobes |
| My prices buy so low but shawty tell me somethin' I don’t know |
| My niggas are so cuthroat man they dirty like a dope bowl |
| I made a hundred thousand right on Bouldercrest and Flat Shoals |
| Worth a half a million when I moved over to Creel Road |
| Servin' through the _____ with the do' closed |
| Got more blocks than Dikembe Mutumbo |
| Gave holmes a whole thang to blow a nigga head off |
| .44 bulldog when I drop the bread off |
| I pulled up with a chauffeur and my motherfuckin' Rolls Royce |
| Glock 19 bought my purp and a pair of Jordans |
| Gucci Mane my nigga so you know I fuck with Bricksquad |
| My ___ speak bilingual don’t do English, they the brick squad |
| 2 tops on my Vette, middle finger to a squad car |
| Cool hundred bricks, that fill up a smart car |
| Energy efficient niggas winnin' on the gas rate |
| 48 a pound, want 10? |
| Okay 38 |
| _____ amaze me, while the kitchen slave me |
| One time to the dope boys, they the ones who raised me |
| I fuck with the robbers, I hang with the murderers |
| Finna get that new Bentley, but then didn’t come convertible |
| I been gettin' money since I motherfuckin' came here |
| Same shit, cop and go, naw ain’t nothin' change here |
| Know I got that haze, sour, and a couple kushes |
| Shorty got the rock, and the Glock is in the bushes |
| One already in the head, hollows in a full clip |
| All my niggas bout that bread, we ain’t bout that bullshit |
| Work is good, make sure your connect keep it real with you |
| Hundred on the chain, quarter million on the vehicle |
| Spit a couple bars, get some budgets, sign a deal or two |
| Drink some liquor, fuck some bad bitches, pop a pill or two |
| Killin' you, young black rich nigga, ain’t no need in stressin' |
| Be thankful for what you got my nigga, it’s a blessin' |